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I can never go back
this is just like before
you've all gone on with your lives
you don't need me around
they say it's where the heart is- home
then why isn't there room for me?

It's not that you're unpleasant to me
you're quite friendly when I'm back
but I'm lying when I say it's home
I may not have told you before
that even when you're around
I'm not a part of your lives

And although our friendship still lives
it's not the same to me
every time I turn around
I'm facing another back
and it's never long before
I start longing to be home

But just as soon as I'm home
I can see it's my fault I'm not in your lives
and I wish that I knew it before
and put a stop to the forces separating you and me
instead of falling down on my back
and lazily watching you buzz around

And so the cycle continues around
and I never quite feel at home
and all I want is to go back
to a time when we led simpler lives
when you always had time for me
and no one was more important to see before

But I guess it'll never be like before
and the next time I turn around
you'll be even farther from me
with you in your home
living out your lives
never thinking of looking back

Still, every night before I sleep I think of you in your home
and I wonder if you look around and reminisce on your lives
and if you ever think about me and wish I were back

Description
I can never go back
this is just like before
you've all gone on with your lives
you don't need me around
they say it's where the heart is- home
then why isn't there room for me?

It's not that you're unpleasant to me
you're quite friendly when I'm back
but I'm lying when I say it's home
I may not have told you before
that even when you're around
I'm not a part of your lives

And although our friendship still lives
it's not the same to me
every time I turn around
I'm facing another back
and it's never long before
I start longing to be home

But just as soon as I'm home
I can see it's my fault I'm not in your lives
and I wish that I knew it before
and put a stop to the forces separating you and me
instead of falling down on my back
and lazily watching you buzz around

And so the cycle continues around
and I never quite feel at home
and all I want is to go back
to a time when we led simpler lives
when you always had time for me
and no one was more important to see before

But I guess it'll never be like before
and the next time I turn around
you'll be even farther from me
with you in your home
living out your lives
never thinking of looking back

Still, every night before I sleep I think of you in your home
and I wonder if you look around and reminisce on your lives
and if you ever think about me and wish I were back