we ve gone too far we don t want to go back home we don t like to see each other but we don t want to go back home so because we know what s waiting we don t want to go back home we ve all gathered here today cause we don t want to go back home by the way i ve signed my name you can see how far i ve gone hold this pen out in my name still never found my home watch you stalking through the window promising to make things right trying to get ourselves to fight for tomorrow night ma i m done i call up the homie i borrow his gun i m not gonna run i m my father s son i hold up the legacy macho masculine all in my pedigree angry and cold bold and intense when you re trying to not be so overly sensitive fail fail everyday damn we know his trouble so we don t wanna go back home we know it s dark in here so we don t want to go back home we sit here and act adventurous so we don t have to go back home if anybody calls up say i m here cause i don t want to go back home by the time i get to phoenix it s playing on the jukebox now feeling so bold i m not repeating until the bartender makes that face wasting time searching my homie s songs and even trying my own name the result s always the same zero matches found  a couple of beers a part of the darkness a couple of peers i don t have a body just knuckles and ears please give me a glass with adjustable mirrors don t judge me cause i know it s weird what if they followed us here this gentrification tomorrow it scares me ninety nine bottles of beer on the wall and tears in the stalls we ve gone too far we don t want to go back home we don t like to see each other but we don t want to go back home so because we know what s waiting we don t want to go back home we ve all gathered here today cause we don t want to go back home by the way i ve signed my name you can see how far i ve gone hold this pen out in my name still never found my home watch you stalking through the window promising to make things right trying to get ourselves to fight for tomorrow night