I got your postcard I hope you're doing well I think you know that I haven't moved an inch since you left here And I haven't moved an inch since you left here I won't write back to you It all just goes to waste There's only so much words can say So instead of a postcard I'll throw these words away I won't write back to you I'll come there in its place I'll set my sights on somewhere far away Dream of leaving for a better place No matter how much things may go my way Nothing feels like home And now you're roaming around these empty states Searching for solace in all the places that you couldn't stay I've still got questions, I guess they'll have to wait Nothing feels like Nothing feels like I won't write back to you It all just goes to waste There's only so much words can say So instead of a postcard I'll throw these words away I won't write back to you I'll come there in its place And I haven't moved an inch since you left here