well i don t know where the cool kids hang on friday night used to park our parent s car by the billboard sign they tore it down years ago to build a small highrise it s abandoned now and it s been that way for a while sometime it don t make sense but the cheap motel is always open seems like we re sitting in a handbasket wondering where it s going there s a freshwater shark in a small fish tank behind the counter door s always locked and you gotta pre pay in cash by the hour the sunsets still look the way they always do over the backyard trees my grandma used to sit under in the afternoon and you can t keep everything the way you want it feels like even the ghosts are getting out giving up on your hometown every single sunday 10am we were in that pew i was married there and baptized there and my kids were too my mother sang in the women s choir before she died and the day they sold that church even the statue of mother mary cried the sunsets still look the way they always do over the backyard trees my grandma used to sit under in the afternoon and you can t keep everything the way you want it feels like even the ghosts are getting out giving up on your hometown giving up on your hometown  every kid that s left just kept going and every debt we didn t pay we just keep owing never visit your daddy s grave but we go by the house he d be working on a car in the driveway if he was with us now and that porch swing you built for your mama is all but gone i guess even when you stay right here sometimes you can t go home giving up on your hometown giving up on your hometown giving up on your hometown