You told me you're homesick, you don't know from where
You said something's missing, but it was never there
Fill my cold empty apartment with melodies I write and then I sprint
Looking out the window, staring at the strangers at the Holiday Inn
You told me you're homesick, but I know it's fake
Cause if it was true, we would've come home back then
Playing games on dirty carpets until we figure out what we've become
Finding marbles in a haystack, check a suitcase in to never be returned
And if only I could hear your breath, would you want me to retrace my steps
When the moonlight takes what I have left, will you want me to retrace my steps
Stand up from the floor, scratch the dust off my skin
Two strangers start kissing at the Holiday Inn