Giving up on Your Hometown

Well I dont know
Where the cool kids hang on Friday night

Used to park our parents car by the billboard sign

They tore it down years ago to build a small highrise

Its abandoned now
And its been that way for a while sometime

It dont make sense
But the cheap motel is always open

Seems like were sitting in a handbasket
Wondering where its going

Theres a freshwater shark in a small fish tank
Behind the counter

Doors always locked
And you gotta pre pay in cash by the hour

The sunsets still look the way they always do

Over the backyard trees
My grandma used to sit under in the afternoon
And you cant keep everything the way you want it

Feels like even the ghosts are getting out

Giving up on your hometown

Every single Sunday 10 AM

We were in that pew

I was married there and baptized there
And my kids were too

My mother sang in the womens choir before she died

And the day they sold that church
Even the statue of mother Mary cried

The sunsets still look the way they always do

Over the backyard trees
My grandma used to sit under in the afternoon
And you cant keep everything the way you want it
Feels like even the ghosts are getting out

Giving up on your hometown

Giving up on your hometown

Every kid thats left just kept going

And every debt we didnt pay
We just keep owing

Never visit your daddys grave
But we go by the house

Hed be working on a car in the driveway
If he was with us now

And that porch swing you built for your mama
Is all but gone

I guess even when you stay right here

Sometimes you cant go home

Giving up on your hometown

Giving up on your hometown

Giving up on your hometown