the way you think can shape the sound
of how you've been since you left town
as you project your past regrets
you look ahead and then accept (that)

shortcuts to the bridge where everybody is
I got my pool filled in, a prime cut trim
those bastards can inspire, the river is on fire
we can't stay here this house will disappear

oh! I've been told "you'll never go home"
understand I can be heard on local radio
this is fine if I get signed
everyone would want to know whats on my mind

the way you look with painted nails
you sing your songs you tell your tales
as you think back your mind retracts
you have your guard on the attack (and)

nellie is the place where tapes have been erased
we got these dive bar gigs these hope street kids
you got to find a way to a place where you can take
your blueprint plans and build your own bandstand

oh! I've been told "you'll never go home"
understand I can be heard on local radio
this is fine if I get signed
everyone would want to know whats on my mind