I think that at this point it would be an understatement to say, "I'm sick of this town."
I've never been the type to stick around, but hey, who says that's a bad thing?
Knowing people too long gets in the way of living,
and you I've spent just a little too much time with.
You know me just a litle too well for me to stay here any longer.
I'd be lying if I said I'd miss any of you, lying if I said I'll remember you.
This part of my life is over now.
I'ts not the first and I can't say it'll be the last either.
For me, this is just passing through.
Save your breath, I've heard it before.
"You're cold, lonely, and bitter."
Well it's the truth.