bright lights for dim eyes
the falling hills embrace your goodbyes
straight down just like your name
somewhere else for someone else
empty bottles emptier wealth
swallow your last goodbyes
head out on your fucking tracks
mass exit of the pack
this is the town you claim to hate
i can't fucking relate
and now i see what its done to you
washed up and all through
made a mess now run and hide
see you on the other side
straight down to williamsburg
out to cali is what i heard
no cleaning that dirty slate
so don't even try to say
it wasnt good for you
to me its nothing new
just wave goodbye