| When I heard my parents cry
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| I realized that we’re all lost kids
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| Trying to find our way home
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| Blood is thicker than water
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| And I still feel like everyone I love forgot how to swim
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| At least there are pictures of my sister and me
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| Hanging on the wall in my garage
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| They always give me peace of mind
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| They always give me peace of mind
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| Maybe this place is the same and we’re just changing
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| I’m starting to see that
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| We’re always changing
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| It’s just so weird to think that we’re always changing
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| I still love you mom and dad
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| But I feel more at home when I’m away from here
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| I’ll never find anything in this dead place
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| My heart’s been buried in the midwest
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| And I’ve been digging out for the past three years
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| For the past three years
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| I never spent my youth thinking of half the shit I’d go through
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| Living in the past never helped me
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| Last night I drove past the house that I grew up in
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| And tried to find that happiness
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| Living in the past never helped me
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| Or anyone move forward
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| There’s no love, no growth for me here
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| Anymore, anymore
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| I still love you mom and dad
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| But I feel more at home when I’m away from here
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| I’ll never find anything in this dead place
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| My heart’s been buried in the midwest
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| And I’ve been digging out for the past three years
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| For the past three years
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| Maybe this place is the same and we’re just changing
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| I know this place is the same and that I’m changing
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| And I’m just |