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I remember this path like the curves of your face That place that I haunt, that place that I embrace I could walk it blind in darkness and never miss a step That place that I haunt, that place where I wept Sitting on the dirty floor Hoping you come through door Strike the match and watch it flame I'm hoping that you feel the same So tell me what's left, and tell me what has grown Sometimes you need to know that I don't want to be shown So tell me what's right when I won't pick up the phone Sometimes I don't go big, sometimes I just go home I remember the times we had that none could replace That place that I haunt, that place that I embrace Pacing back and forth and I can still feel the chill That place that I haunt, that place just up the hill The windows are all open now The doors have all unlocked somehow I know that you still hold the key Help to solve this mystery So tell me what's left, and tell me what has grown Sometimes you need to know that I don't want to be shown So tell me what's right when I won't pick up the phone Sometimes I don't go big, sometimes I just go home