Woorden: Never Shout Never!. The Past.

And I sing songs about the past
How I was raised
And I was thrown out on my ass
Cause I didn't care
About going to school

And I saw the look in her eyes
My mother nearly cried
When I told her that I wanted to go
Just to prove them wrong

I've been smoking cigarettes
Since I was only fourteen
Just to find an escape
From this town that was so mean to me

And I sing songs about my friends
The way we grew up
And all the loose ends we used to laugh
Cause we didn't give a damn

And I saw the look in my brother's eyes
When I told him I was leaving
He couldn't help but despise me
He's wanted out his whole life

I've been smoking the green
Since I was merely sixteen
Just to find an escape
From this town that was so mean to me

And I sing songs about the past

I plead for relief
This town won't recieve
All the things that I want
The things that I need
And I'll beg and I'll beg
I'm down on my knees
Mama, oh Mama
Please let me leave

I plead for relief
This town won't recieve
All the things that I want
The things that I need
And I'll beg

All I ever wanted was love