I went to my old school yesterday
Marched the tired old grounds
It was quiet in that hallway
As I began to make the rounds
And I went back to the first place I'd ever been wrong
I was stuck in the middle of a scream and a song
And I needed something then to make me feel strong
And to make me belong
I went back home and I saw some friends
That I hadn't seen in a little while
I wondered if things would've changed since then
But they never fail to make me smile
I went to that old room downstairs
Where I had a million conversations
I remember how some people would stare
When I would ask a silly question
And how it felt like the first time I'd ever been wrong
I was stuck in the middle of a scream and a song
And I needed something then to make me feel strong
And to make me belong
And how it felt like the first time I'd ever been wrong
I was stuck in the middle of a scream and a song
And I needed something then to make me feel strong
And to make me belong