I've been crossing out the days till all of you can hear me sing
And I remember that summer when we all caught our second wind
Well, maybe I'm not the man that I thought I've become
But that's just the way things are where I'm from
When time turns our dreams to more everyday things
We can never lose our pride in what we've done
Still, I've never been one for settling
I've been making a list of the things I won't miss about this love starved town
And everyone who never saw what we were always singing for
Everyone, everyone in this town
(Everyone)
Is sending out the same heavy heart sounds
(In this town)
Running out of patience with our own self-pity
(Sent it out)
But it's good to know that somebody still feels like me
(Send me out)
Everyone, everyone in this town
(Everyone)
Is sending out the same heavy heart sounds
(In this town)
Running out of patience with our own self-pity
(Sent it out)
But it's good to know that somebody still feels like me
(Send me out)
I just get so caught up in these everyday eyes and those sleepless night stares
I stopped being surprised when my friends disappear
And I'm left here wondering where I was
While they packed up all the things that I love
And I've gotten used to not missing you
Over time, I understate all those things that make me separate
While I lay awake and think about everything that I can never be again
Everyone, everyone in this town
(Everyone)
Is sending out the same heavy heart sounds
(In this town)
Running out of patience with our own self-pity
(Sent it out)
But it's good to know that somebody still feels like me
(Send me out)
Everyone, everyone in this town
(Everyone)
Is sending out the same heavy heart sounds
(In this town)
Running out of patience with our own self-pity
(Sent it out)
But it's good to know that somebody still feels like me
(Send me out)
These months that I spend closer to the sun
Have been screaming at me, screaming at me
Kid, you can't just run away from
Everything that you're always so, so afraid
To let everyone hear you say
Like 'These days, it seems like all I have left are
Outgoing calls to the people who
If they only knew better
Wouldn't care about any of this at all'
Everyone, everyone in this town
(Everyone)
Is sending out the same heavy heart sounds
(In this town)
Running out of patience with our own self-pity
(Sent it out)
But it's good to know that somebody still feels like me
(Send me out)
Everyone, everyone in this town
(Everyone)
Is sending out the same heavy heart sounds
(In this town)
Running out of patience with our own self-pity
(Sent it out)
But it's good to know that somebody still feels like me
(Send me out)