My keys in my pocket
My suitcase is packed
On a mission to nowhere and I'm not coming back
My hands, they are shaking
I'm sure that will stop
Rather take off running than stay here and rot
I gave it my all and I've got nothing left
The weight from this town pulls the air from my chest
I promise to write and send souvenirs
But I will be gone in the morning
Your keys on my nightstand and your suitcase the floor
The last thing I'll do is deadbolt the door
My hands sure are shaking
It may never stop
Not if I'm stuck in this town you forgot
Your friends will be standing
You gas up your car
Now they have pinned down the person you are
You're saying you're mine
You've already gone
But you will be here in the morning
I may not be the first to say I'm leaving
But sure enough I'm bound to hit the road
All my heirlooms are empty
You will have to watch me go
You should've seen the light go out in your eyes
When you finally caught on to the words I'm softly screaming
The right ones all along
You should've seen the light
You should've seen the light
Should've seen the light
Should've seen the light