A little baby face it seems
Can get you all your dreams
And not what you say
I can't afford to leave this town
But if I stick around
It'll be my death bed
I know I oughta go somewhere
I'm not sure why
But I thought of Scotland
It makes no sense to stay at home
When all your enemies
Are in positions better that you
And nothing you do seems right
Hanging on for somebody new
Is that what sounds good to you?
I had a chance to make my way
So I tried not to stay too long with boredom
For reasons that I can't explain
I made my own mistakes
I counted all them
I know I oughta go somewhere
I'm not sure why
But I thought of Scotland
It makes no sense to stay at home
When all your enemies
Are in positions better that you
And nothing you do seems right
Hanging on for somebody new
Is that what sounds good to you?
This town
Positions better than you (positions better than you)
And nothing you do seems right
Hanging on for somebody new
And is that what sounds good to you?
This time
