I finally got a pair of cowboy boots

I went blonde but now I'm back in my recession roots

I got a job that makes me cover all my cool tattoos

Ever since I moved closer to the mountain side

I haven't seen the rain but the stars are clear in the sky

This little town is slowly shrinking down to half the size

Maybe it's you, maybe it's me

Maybe the truth just isn't that deep

You ask me to stay, I lie through my teeth

The fall to rock bottom isn't that steep

I can't stop running off, nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code

Driving Greenwood I remembered back to Baker street

The cowboy hat kiss at that party that you stole from me

You know it's hard for me to stop and let a good thing be

I double down on things I think I said but never meant

I told my therapist I blame it on the government

I'm growing out my hair, and slowly losing all my friends

Maybe it's you, maybe it's me

Maybe the truth just isn't that deep

You ask me to stay, I lie through my teeth

The fall to rock bottom isn't that steep

I can't stop running off, nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code

I can't stop running off, nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code

Nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code

Got a job for the summer but I think I'm still broke

I've been spending all my money on some new used clothes

All these old friends leaving I just need to recast

I know seasons keep changing but it's going to fast

I've been running from my present with the weight of my past

I know everybody leaves, I know everybody dies

I know everybody grieves, I know everybody cries

I know everybody, everybody, everybody lies

Maybe I conceded I know everybody tries to

Everybody does maybe I just never liked to

Everybody, everybody, everybody

Maybe I am just another one of everybody