(Louis' P.O.V.)
We make it to the X Factor house all of us piling out of the van.
There have been so many good memories made here, as well as bad.
Here we got placed in third thinking we were leaving as losers.
Little did we know what was in store for us.
We make it through the house, the boys caught up in some conversation that I ignore.
Management said our last moment as a band had to be represented correctly for fans.
I think the appropriate farewell to the fans is the least we could do for them.
Here I am sat on the first stair step next to Harry.
From the bottom of the stairs to the top of the world.
