This town is for people who aren't like me.
I cant wait till i can go and i can be free.
Friends; i'll miss ya and i hate goodbyes...
but i'll be in the city and that's where i'll hide.
This small town stuff just isn't for me.
I wanna live my life and live out my dreams.
I want a life worth smiling for, worth crying for.
But i feel like im just dying while i wait for it in this town.
This town, oh, its so cute.
But people inside will never be even close.
Hypercrits, liars, losers, and walking contradictions, they all are.
But here i am, waiting for the clock to strike 18 so i can run away.
I'll leave this small town and it's talk.
I'll pack up.
I'll remeber faces of memories, good and bad.
Return to my home, placed in this small town.
