[bad word]  home used to feel so good
I'm a stranger now in my neighborhood
I've seen the world at a faster pace
And [bad word]  now from a diff'rent place

Though I may look the same way to you
Underneath there is somebody new

I am not the boy next door
I don't belong like I did before
Nothin' ever seems like it used to be
You can have your dreams, but you can't have me

Oh, I [bad word] back there anymore
'Cause I am not the boy next door

You've been savin' those souvenirs, 
Faded photographs from our foolish years
We made plans, but they're wearin' thin
And they don't work out 'cause I don't fit in

And those mem'ries will just weigh me down
'Cause I got no place to keep 'em uptown

I am not (Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: do do) the boy next door (Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: do do)
I don't belong (Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: do do) like I did before 
Nothin' ever seems like it used to be
You can have your dreams, but you can't have me

Kurt with Tina, Brittany and Mercedes:
Oh, I can't go back there anymore
'Cause I am not the boy next door

Kurt (with Tina, Brittany and Mercedes harmonizing):
I'm not sorry for just bein' me
But if you'd look past the past you could see
That I am not

(Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: You are not)
(Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: The boy next door)
(Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: You don't belong)

Kurt:
Nothin' ever seems like it used to be
You can have your dreams, oh, but you can't have me

Kurt with Tina, Brittany and Mercedes:
I can't go back there anymore
'Cause I am not (Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: You are not)
I am not (Tina, Brittany and Mercedes: You are not)
I am not the boy next door