The Past

And I sing songs about the past
How I was raised and I was thrown out on my ass
'Cause I didn't care
About going to school

And I saw the look in her eyes
My mother nearly cried when I told her that I wanted to go
Just to prove them wrong

I've been smoking cigarettes since I was only 14
Just to find an escape from this town that was so mean to me

And I sing songs about my friends
The way we grew up and all the loose ends we used to love
'Cause we didn't give a damn

And I saw the look in my brother's eyes
When I told him I was leaving, he couldn't help but despise me
He's wanted out his whole life

I've been smoking the green since I was nearly 16
Just to find an escape from this town that was so mean to me

And I sing songs about the past

I plead for relief
This town won't receive
All the things that I want
The things that I need

And I'll beg and I'll beg
I'm down on my knees
Mama, oh, Mama
Let me please leave
I plead for relief
This town won't receive
All the things that I want
The things that I need
All I ever wanted was love