Back On

back on i like I never left, back on like I was put back on the shelf, back on cause nobody noticed that I left ,back on cause I know I got myself back on, when I lost my backbone I never felt something that wrong ,right or wrong , something told me to stay home ,.... something told me not to get in that car, should've left it parked , remember late-nights in them parks ,we was local stars ,loving that swoosh sound before the buzzer , I all I know we had each other, I don't know nothing about turning ur backs on each other