II. This Town

Hey
It's me
Can we talk?
I guess
Work
To the Top
You ain't got to work for the plug

All we do is ride in this town (Where would we go)
I don't wanna die in this town (I don't know)
And I don't wanna smile when you frown (Away)
But it always seems to be that way (From here)
So I let it
Stay (Maybe)
I pick up the phone
She told me put it down
She don't wanna go alone
Said I'd meet her in the South
But too many bitches
On the whole trip down
You were right about this place
I know
Why do you always pretend like you don't know me
Because I don't
Stop saying that
It comes for everyone
Excuse me
Nothing
Some guy on the radio said it
I do wanna leave, I told you that
But you have to leave your past
So do you

Skirt
Drop
Pick up the shirt and run
Work
To the top
You ain't gotta work for the plug
Skirt
Drop
Pick up the shirt and run
Work
Top
You ain't got to work for the plug
I just got to leave this town
Tell me if we'll ever get around
Tell me if we'll ever make it out
I just got to leave this town
Tell me if we'll ever get around
Tell me if we'll ever make it out
I just got to leave this town
Tell me if we'll ever get around
Tell me if we'll ever make it out
Tell me if we'll ever make it out
Yeah
Skirt
Drop
Pick up the shirt and run
Work
To the top
You ain't got to work for the plug
I just got to leave this town
Tell me if we'll ever get around
Tell me if we'll ever make it out
Tell me if we'll ever make it out

Do you think they'll get it?
You didn't tell them the whole story
You're right
They don't know what this place is
Why don't you start from the beginning
Alright
I guess so
I'll see you on the other side
Maybe



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Chelednik
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