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American Authors

Neighborhood

I left my mother feelin' sick in her bedroom

My daddy told me, "Son, you best grow up"

I told my friends, they can find me on the internet

'Cause somehow this place just ain't enough

Collect call from my brother in the lock up

He said he paid his dues but could I pay him too

My best friend is stealin' money from my pocket

I guess it's time to go, when they said

"Who, who are you?" "Who are you really anymore?"

I said, "Who, who am I, I don't know what I'm headed for"

I said, "Oh no, oh no, I'm leaving again"

I said, "Goodbye, so long", to my, my neighborhood

And I know, I know, I'll see you again

'Cause I'll always, always come back

To my neighborhood, to my neighborhood

I threw my troubles and my bags in the back seat

Pulled up the drive, for one last look

She was standin' in the doorway lonely, I had to lean in close

When she said, "Who, who are you?" "Who are you really anymore?"

I said, "Who, who am I, I don't know what I'm fighting for"

Oh no, oh no, I'm leaving again

I said, "Goodbye, so long", to my, my neighborhood

And I know, I know I'll see you again

'Cause I'll always, always come back

To my neighborhood, to my neighborhood, to my neighborhood

Came back last night just to see you

It's been too long but nothing's changed

I'm trying to be the one you can't be

Baby these dreams they are to blame

I can hear it in your voice that you do know

It's not a choice for me to stay

So long, goodbye to the neighborhood

To my neighborhood

Oh no, oh no, I'm leaving again

I said, "Goodbye, so long", to my, my neighborhood

And I know, I know I'll see you again

'Cause I'll always, always come back

To my neighborhood, my neighborhood, my neighborhood, my neighborhood