I'm hiding here behind these walls, I'm dragging out my bravest face
You know they say home is where the heart is, I wish it wasn't this place
'Cause up until I was sixteen, I guess I kinda lost my way
No beauty decorum or grace, I know I made a mistake
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I don't wanna face this mess
Can I stay here in this bed?
This small town syndrome's getting me down
I hear them talking, talking so loud
And I'm still tryna find a way out of here (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
And I can't hide my face in the crowd
Their eyes, like spotlights, staring me out
My stomach's turning inside and out 'round here
In this small town
I wish I could just run away, catch a ticket on the next train
But what would my mother say, her little girl is going insane
What's trouble at the sound of despair, did you hear the news yesterday?
They're saying he did this and that, but why does it matter anyway?
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I don't wanna face this mess
Can I stay here in this bed?
'Cause this small town syndrome's getting me down
I hear them talking, talking so loud
And I'm still tryna find a way out of here (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
And I can't hide my face in the crowd
Their eyes, like spotlights, staring me out
My stomach's turning inside and out 'round here
In this small town
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
This small town syndrome's getting me down
I hear them talking, talking so loud
And I'm still tryna find a way out of here
Oh, and I can't hide my face in the crowd
Their eyes, like spotlights, staring me out
My stomach's turning inside and out 'round here
In this small town
In this small town
In this small town, it's hard to find a way out
In this small town
Oh, this small town
Oh, this small town, gotta find a way out
In this small town
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