Dad left early for the mountains
Mom drove to Essex to run errands
Iain lives downtown
In a complex with four friends
It's been two months since graduation
I eat and sleep and do my makeup
Designated driver at the gay club
My life is ruled by common sense
And low alcohol tolerance
There are less and less things I'm afraid of
Shirley Temples and a lease I've yet to sign
Bite my nails down I-89
I hate the feeling that there is some debt to be repaid
That for whatever reason, I owe this place
I lie down on Randi's floor
I teach myself to play new chords
I call my college friends
And say "I wish I could teleport"
But at least it doesn't hurt to be here anymore
Shirley Temples and a lease I've yet to sign
Bite my nails down I-89
I hate the feeling that there is some debt to be repaid
That for whatever reason, I owe this place
Nothing feels as big as it used to
It doesn't burrow down in my tissue
Funny how the weight lifts
When there's nothing left to prove
I am who I was back then
I am still the teacher's kid
I guess that home was a space I had to grow into
Funny how the weight lifts
When there's nothing left to prove
Nothing left to prove
Nothing left to prove
Nothing left to prove
Nothing left to prove