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