hometown
All fares well
In my hometown
Zoom out like I'm watching it from a TV screen
Don't wanna have this world between us
Mess in my eye
Blood on my skirt
Don't wanna be afraid, nor be on my way
We all have that same look in our eyes
For some of us it never dies
Sun is hot
And the air is thick
I'm waiting at the corner of Clark and Saint-Zotique
For someone that'll help me get out of here
Like that's where I'd rather be than just standing here
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Now that things ain't so bad here anymore
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Walk around
In my evening dress
Street lamps glimmering very suspiciously
And someone is calling my name, from the backseat of the cab
And all fares well
In my hometown
Where everything is different but nothing has changed
You see us go by like you're riding a train and the feeling is gone but you stay just the same
Pack up, move up, come back without saying
"I can no longer stick around
In my hometown"
Pack up, move up, come back saying
"I was always something bringing me down
In my hometown"
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Now that things ain't so bad here anymore
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Now that things ain't so bad here anymore
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
In my hometown
Zoom out like I'm watching it from a TV screen
Don't wanna have this world between us
Mess in my eye
Blood on my skirt
Don't wanna be afraid, nor be on my way
We all have that same look in our eyes
For some of us it never dies
Sun is hot
And the air is thick
I'm waiting at the corner of Clark and Saint-Zotique
For someone that'll help me get out of here
Like that's where I'd rather be than just standing here
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Now that things ain't so bad here anymore
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Walk around
In my evening dress
Street lamps glimmering very suspiciously
And someone is calling my name, from the backseat of the cab
And all fares well
In my hometown
Where everything is different but nothing has changed
You see us go by like you're riding a train and the feeling is gone but you stay just the same
Pack up, move up, come back without saying
"I can no longer stick around
In my hometown"
Pack up, move up, come back saying
"I was always something bringing me down
In my hometown"
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Now that things ain't so bad here anymore
You'd be hard-pressed to leave this place behind
Now that things ain't so bad here anymore
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
Tough love, kid
That's what I say to me
Tough love, kid
Credits
Writer(s): Levy Alexandra
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