Five State Drive

Got on the 47, transferred to the 89 left town eastbound past all the city signs and y'know it's hard to leave, your past behind and as I pa*s the crummy bars and beat up cars nothing's will change my mind this time. By now you think I've found that things changed, just don't look that way to me. By now you think I'be found that things change, and look rearranged to me. It never used to look that way to me. At half past seven I'm on the 95 sick of malls and alcohol just pa*sed the next state line and i know it's hard to leave your past behind and as i think of the corner creeps and dirty streets nothing will change my mind, there's no turning back this time. And when going off is like going on and never going back is just like giving up it's like i'm going nowhere fast.