Ghost Town, USA
I've been at this job for five years
Yay for me
My hours are depressing and so is my wage
But at least I don't have to pay for tea
I just got back from vacation in Cali
Now all my love for this place is gone
They say I should be keener and the grass is always greener
But I don't even have a lawn
This town's filled with ghosts
I'm sick of sticking with devils I know
I realized I might hate my home while I was away
While I was away
I used up 2 years of P.T.O
What a flex
But now I'm back in Phoenix and the city's so big
But somehow I'll still run into my ex
Maybe I'm just going through a phase
And it'll pass
They say home is where the heart is, but I guess the saddest part is
That the closest thing to art in this whole town is the Wal-Mart
This town's filled with ghosts
I'm sick of sticking with devils I know
I realized I might hate my home while I was away
While I was away
Don't you wanna leave where everybody knows your name
This town's filled with ghosts
I'm sick of sticking with devils I know
Everyone I love lives in my phone
If I still here, I'll never grow
I realized I sure hate my home while I was away
Yay for me
My hours are depressing and so is my wage
But at least I don't have to pay for tea
I just got back from vacation in Cali
Now all my love for this place is gone
They say I should be keener and the grass is always greener
But I don't even have a lawn
This town's filled with ghosts
I'm sick of sticking with devils I know
I realized I might hate my home while I was away
While I was away
I used up 2 years of P.T.O
What a flex
But now I'm back in Phoenix and the city's so big
But somehow I'll still run into my ex
Maybe I'm just going through a phase
And it'll pass
They say home is where the heart is, but I guess the saddest part is
That the closest thing to art in this whole town is the Wal-Mart
This town's filled with ghosts
I'm sick of sticking with devils I know
I realized I might hate my home while I was away
While I was away
Don't you wanna leave where everybody knows your name
This town's filled with ghosts
I'm sick of sticking with devils I know
Everyone I love lives in my phone
If I still here, I'll never grow
I realized I sure hate my home while I was away
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Writer(s): Omni Rutledge
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