how i felt about coming home
Jordan Weinstock
Okay! i spent the entire weekend amongst the teenagers
I was humiliated, degraded, judged
I felt so along
Where'd he go?
Oh my god
I know who you are
There's no use dreaming about the stars
You will go so far
Away from home, still in your car
All of your friends they dreamed they would hate you
All of your family swears that it's not true, they're being dramatic
These problems are not new
Just load up the next song into the queue
If this was a love song this would be
The part where you and i would see
That the dumbest fucking rhymes
Could bring you back to me
But i am fine being lonely
Yes i am fine being lonely
No one can hurt me now
No one can hurt me now
My mom is fine she lives somehow
No one can hurt me now