Homecomming Queen

Drilled into your head from birth
is a song about a man who never
returned
from the same place all roads lead too
and your parents have pictures of you
singing them while eating a hot dog
wearing a hat marked with a 'b'
yeah i bet you ten, you know where this goes

you never get over a love like that

it feels like home the second you leave
but you think home is wherever you want to be
put yourself on any city streets
but your still not complete
because anywhere is a million miles away
from the life you gave

up on

there are no rooftops for city light
there isn't a day that goes by
that you don't wish you were getting a ticket
for pulling a brilliant race with some guy
you don't even know
you can be an asshole with a gleam in your eye
a son of a bitch with no will to die
in a sea of people on the Atlantic
you're whoever they think you are

but its alright

cause in Boston you measure distance in time
you fuck over your r's like slowies on the pike
the Yankies could be the x men and they'd still suck
you could be in Paris and Rome
London and LA
party all night and sleep all day
but Massachusetts kills like a disease
and Boston's you're daddy at ten degrees
and when the street lights go on
you'll always come home