Why can't I just wake up there? Why must I wake up here? Too young to stay, Too broke to leave, Feels like all I can do is bleed My bitter disdain for this place. It's here that I slept in my car Hours after becoming homeless. Here that I was dejected By soughtless dreams. Here that I suffered a miser's Misfortune, Having lost my family.
Then again, I found love here. In a place so vile She somehow made me smile.
Maybe things aren't so bad, Maybe I'm just spoiled. Regardless of what I want Yours truly most toil. That way one day I can embroil myself up north And stop soiling my clothes In this lemonade sunbelt Of a South.