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I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a ****
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
 
One two three four
 
Remember when I tried
I never strayed to far from you
Forever by your side
No matter what I was going through
But now I never know the things to say to you
Now help me, but know I'm still on your side
I never showed just what you do to me
This song was always wrong
 
I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a ****
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
I hate this town
 
'Cause no one can understand
I just can't be tied down
Nothing comes between me and my plans
So now I never know the things to say to you
Now help me prove that I'm still on your side
I never showed just what you do to me.
The timing was always wrong
 
I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a ****
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
 
And don't believe a word they're telling to you
Don't believe a word they're telling to you
They let me down, when will I find where I fit in
I hate this town.
 
My world cannot ever bring me down
Everything I had is turning back around
Because our time's worth something
Bigger then both you and me
 
I can't live my life always backing down
I got to do this right, then make it make a sound
'Cause I'm not here for nothing
At least I can say I stand for something
 
You and me we stand for something.
 
I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a ****
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
 
And don't believe a word they're telling to you
Don't believe a word they're telling to you
They let me down, when will I find where I fit in
I hate this town.