franklin.
when we get home I know we won't be home at all
this place we live
it is not where we belong
and I miss who we were
and the town we could call our own
going back to get away after everything has changed
so we stand here now
and no one knows us at all
i won't get used to this
i won't get used to being gone
and going back won't feel the same if we aren't staying
and going back to get away after everything has changed
cause you remind me of a time
when we were so alive;
do you remember that?
do you remember that?cos no matter how flawed i am, inside or out,
i know that i've got yous. & you've got me too. <3
