Ways to Get on Out

I'm feeling sorry for myself Face on the hardwood doesn’t help Why do I do this myself I keep on dancing close to hell I find it hard to find my bed I blame it all on my unrest Countless nights feeling shame I’m so sick and tired of this place I've been roaming these streets Kicking rocks and chasing leaves For too damn long And I don’t know where I belong I’ve got spare change To get me lost inside this town But I’d rather spend my days Finding ways To get on out I’d burn it all down if I could There’s nothing here for me that’s good Something’s telling me I should And if I was two shots deeper than I would I've been roaming these streets Kicking rocks and chasing leaves For too damn long And I don’t know where I belong I've got spare change To get me lost inside this town But I’d rather spend my days Finding ways To get on out Don’t want to waste my life away Sell my soul to stay the same Hold on out my hands waiting for rain This life goes fast Or so I’m told Hope I can grab it before I’m old Leave those demons down below I've been roaming the streets Kicking rocks and chasing leaves For too damn long And I don’t know where I belong And I got spare change To get me lost inside this town But I’d rather spend my days Finding ways To get on out