A common thread pulls on our heart strings Feel the connection as we waste away Our actions mean more than our own feelings This world will burn straight down unless we figure it out The clock is ticking at its own pulse As ours slowly fades away We built this house upon the sand A foundation that won't stand Digging a shallow grave Searching for love in a wasteland Our hearts as empty as our hands Only give to take away A common thread pulls on our heart strings Feel the connection as we waste away Our actions mean more than our own feelings This world will burn straight down unless we figure it out In my head, I don't feel at home Take a pill to cover how alone I feel When all the doors begin to close Whatever happened to the young and restless Broken down by life's hard years Where do we go when we don't feel at home A common thread pulls on our heart strings Feel the connection as we waste away (oh-woah) Our actions mean more than our own feelings This world will burn straight down unless we figure it out I don't feel at home, feel at home, feel at all I don't feel at home, feel at home, feel at all I don't feel at home, feel at home, feel at all I don't feel at home, feel at home, feel at all