Old Town
I'm coming back
Where all the seasons
Take place in
People's face
I'm coming back to
My old town
To kill the ghost
That are killing me now
I know I
I know I should make a stop
But you know that
You know
There's a force making me walk
The whisky melted into the glass
By the time
The boy gazed at the woman
He inquired 'hey, where's your husband?'
She blew
'I guess he's not your kind'
I know I
I know I should make a stop
But you know that
You know
There's a force making me walk
I think of you and my
Pedantic ways
Guess it's late
For you to change
But here I am again
In my old town
But ain't got the guts
To kill you know
I know I
I know I should make a stop
But you know that
You know
There's a force making me walk
