Home, but what does it matter?
Such a hopeless place
Filled with past mistakes that we made
And I try to hold it all together
The district’s changed
Now I'm feeling drained every day

Be my star, you always do
Keep me coming back to you
It’s a lock, a guarantee
The way you rotate back to me, binary

Home is not how this feels
I fumbled on the one and so we’re still here
While everyone else moved away
More of circumstance than a conscious plan that we made

Be my star, you always do
Keep me coming back to you
It’s a lock, a guarantee
The way you rotate back to me, binary