Ain't Coming Back
I guess, you could say
That I'm one step closer to leaving
My old address, I'm not a wreck
But I can't shake this bad feeling
If I come back here in a couple of years
That half of what I know will have all disappeared
I don't wanna think about that now
Take my chance I'm gonna run away
And turn this dead end town into a memory
Fake it all until I find my way
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
Cuz I ain't coming back
I'm on the road now I'll relax
Got a couple pictures on my dash
They keep me grounded if my mind gets clouded while I'm making magic
Have my music feel nostalgic
Hopefully I won't burn all my bridges that'd be tragic
Take my chance I'm gonna run away
And turn this dead end town into a memory
Fake it all until I find my way
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
Cuz I ain't coming back
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
No I ain't coming back
That I'm one step closer to leaving
My old address, I'm not a wreck
But I can't shake this bad feeling
If I come back here in a couple of years
That half of what I know will have all disappeared
I don't wanna think about that now
Take my chance I'm gonna run away
And turn this dead end town into a memory
Fake it all until I find my way
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
Cuz I ain't coming back
I'm on the road now I'll relax
Got a couple pictures on my dash
They keep me grounded if my mind gets clouded while I'm making magic
Have my music feel nostalgic
Hopefully I won't burn all my bridges that'd be tragic
Take my chance I'm gonna run away
And turn this dead end town into a memory
Fake it all until I find my way
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
Cuz I ain't coming back
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
No I can't waste my time I'll pack up all my shit
You know I love this place, but I'm so sick of it
Face my dream but not forget my past
No I ain't coming back
Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Mueller
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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