From up here this town don't look so bad,

I'm looking down at this place I hate and at least for a second it seems okay,

But I'm not getting over it,

Getting used to it,

It's been so long since everything seemed to fit ,

And it's not a case of being scared or undeserving,

I'm just questioning the purpose of leaving what I thought was pulling me down.

But I'll bite my tongue and grit my teeth.

I'll leave my heart where I leave my home,

I never thought that I'd be on my own,

I never knew that I had this in me,

I kinda think it came all too quickly.

But I know that growing up's a part of growing up,

So I guess I'll just face the facts and throw my bags up on this broken back.

I'll learn from my mistakes and find a place where I can breathe.

Somewhere that I can breathe.

I'll miss the smell of the rain on my road,

The dirty streets of the town I call home,

My friends that kept me from feeling alone,

And the broken promises you made that forced me to grow.

And I'll miss the paths I've walked a thousand times,

The mistakes that I made, the lessons learned from the nights

That I spent with my friends in this town I resent,

All 'cause this is the last of time that I'll spend around here.