I listen as if he's singing to me
I pretend he knows how I feel
That's me I say he's talking to
And here I am finding hope I didn't know I had

Can I sing those songs again
Until they are no longer pretend
Or am I stuck with the fuzz in my ears?

My only friends are by my side
When I'm alone and safe at night
Wrapped around my neck
In a warmth I think is real

I can only go so long
Without feeling withdrawal
From someone that might not even care at all

The jealousy turns to hate
The screaming turns to cries
There's a bruise on my heart and I'm feeling alone
I just want to go home

What is home?