Testo The Home Stretch

My fair-weather friend
I can never tell if I'm happy to see you again
Those familiar roads seem to welcome me
They show me the way home
Is this where I need to be?

My teenage haze, spent under these dim lights
They came and went too fucking fast The tears dry too quickly
And the laughs all die away
Am I the only one left here?

I've seen ghosts of my youth haunt this place
Like someone walking by your window
I only barely recognise each face
Only a glance at something you thought that you once knew
Like someone walking by your window
They disappear too quickly

This can't be a dead end town
At least not for me
It's not something I give in to
This place will never become
Just another word for regret

So should we drink up
And say our goodbyes through gritted teeth?

My teenage haze, spent under these dim lights
They came and went too fucking fast
I've seen ghosts of my youth haunt this place
Like someone walking by your window
I only barely recognise each face

Will we ever get to tell our story
Of how we made it out our old lives?