Go.
Drive your car.
Into the dark.
Go as far as you can go.
Get away from here.

Stay.
If you dare.
If you don’t care about a single inch of self respect.

Don’t you blink.
Or it might disappear.
Every dream and aspiration that you’ve had.

Cause when the sun comes up every face looks so different.
All the good you saw turns bad and rots away.
And you find yourself asking why you ever stayed.

Look.
Look around.
This mile long town, it wasn’t yours to bare.

Do you care?
Would you blink if it was gone tomorrow?
Would you think about it at all?

So just go.
Just leave it all behind.
Don’t expect a face to look your way, your on your own.

Cause when the sun comes up every face looks so different.
All the good you saw turns bad and rots away.
And you find yourself asking why you ever stayed.