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I once lived in a place where I was proud to be seen
But now I live in this crappy trailer down Hephzibah Mcbean

Every morning my way to school was walking
But now I'm at a bus stop where this kid won't stop talking

I could remember my brother cutting grass in lines
But now my yard's grassless and the sun never shines

I was as close to my old neighbors as you would be to your brother
But now there's only this old guy that's in love with my mother

I can't believe all the prices I now have to pay
Like I don't even know where we're gonna have Skip Day

At this God forsaken place I often feel alone
Because I miss all my friends back on Greystone

There are a ton of things that I miss and now lack
Like the community center and especially "my" track

And in my head this saying has been drawn
"You never know what you got till it's gone"

When I found out we soon had to leave
That was a truth I never wished to believe

But my roots back at Greystone will never be erased
And the friends I've made will never be replaced

I hope someday I'll be able to go back
Back to my house and back to the calvasack

Untill then this trailer is where I must rome
But I hate this place and it'll never be my home