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, 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
