You've got a line-up out your door Of boys prettier than pictures I've got a line-up out my door Of demons just waiting for an invitation And I'm 22 Feeling more like a fuck up by the day And I had you Honestly, right now, you feel far away And I got the heart of a martyr And I got the walls of a castle And I got the same dreams as before But right now I just wanna feel At home You've got a world outside your window With a college application and a long list of friends I've got a world outside my window With anxiety over almost everything And I'm 22 Feeling more like a fuck up by the day And I had you Honestly, right now, you feel far away And I got the heart of a martyr And I have the walls of a castle And I have the same dreams as before But, right now, I just wanna feel I just wanna feel At home