I sing songs about the past,
how I was raised and I was torn out on my ass
Cause I didn't care about going to school

And I saw the look in her eyes
My mother nearly cried when I told her that I wanted to go
Just to prove them wrong

I've been smoking cigarettes since I was only fourteen
Just to find an escape from this town that was so mean to me

And I sing songs about my friends
The way we grew up and all the loose ends we used to laugh
Cause we didn't give a damn

And I saw the look in my brother's eyes
When I told him I was leaving
He could help but despise me
He wanted out his whole life

I've been smoking the green since I was merely 16
Just to find an escape from this town that was so mean to me

I sing songs about the past.

I plead for relief.
This town won't receive all the things that I want, the things that I need.
And I'll be and I'll beg.
I'm down on my knees.
Momma oh momma let me please leave.

I plead for relief.
This town won't receive all the things that I want, the things that I need.
And I'll beg.

All I ever wanted was love.