I don't wanna go home I was walking around, just me and my headphones I thought I'd cry, but I don't ♪ I could visit my friends Roll the windows down on Broadway, take it all in And head up north again ♪ You're all I've ever known I'm a tourist with a camera phone I'll decorate all on my own Got a poster and a microphone Seventeen again with someplace to go ♪ I could get a quick job Selling roses on Fridays outside the nightclub Make some friends, call them up ♪ You're all I've ever known I'm a tourist with a camera phone I'll decorate all my own Got a postcard and a dial tone In a jacket 'cause I know it's cold Sorting out all the shit from back home I'm an echo, I'm an echo La-la-la, la-la-la-la