1. Welcome To The New South
Welcome home outcasts
Because I know how you have felt over the years
The truth is that looking at me is like looking in the mirror
And I know how it feels to be the best part
Of a running joke to all of your friends
And to be on the edge of your bed
With your head buried in you hands
Wishing that everything would end
I know how it feels to be the loneliest
Welcome back outcasts
Because Ive told myself that it would be alright
Probably a million times over every minute of all my life
I know how it feels to be so confused
That youre so far out of control
And to be on the edge of your bed
With your head buried in you hands
Wishing that everything would end
I know how it feels to be the loneliest
So you sit and wait for a sign
That the coming days will be alright
And you drink so you can forget another night
Bruised from the blackouts and your blood red eyes
Try to start looking for the brighter side
Wait for a sign, wait for a sign, wait for a sign
Welcome home, everything will be alright
And I know how it feels to be the best part
Of a running joke all of your life
Welcome home, outcasts welcome home
Outcasts welcome home, outcasts welcome home
Welcome home
2. Ghosts Of Me And You
Ive been down
Wandering past 2nd Street and looking at the ghosts
Of you and me and thinking back on all those memories
Of how we used to be
Ive been hearing
I hear those voices over the noises of the breaking glass
And all those plans we had to get us through
Theyre never coming true
I hope and hope
That you wont forget
Im hoping
Hope you know that
I can clearly see
The ghosts of you and me
And Im a moved on memory
And youre still alive
And Im still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and me
Im still talking, talk of what well do
To the ghosts of me and you
And Im still looking back into the past
When we were all we had
I hope and hope
That you wont forget
Im hoping
Hope you know that
I hope you wont forget
I hope you know that Ill always regret
Those things Ive said
I hope you know that I can clearly see
The ghosts of you and me
And youre still alive
And Im still getting by
On these dead end streets
The ghosts of you and me
3. Look What Happened
And I swear its my last time
And I swear its my last try
And well walk in circles around this whole block
Walk on the cracks on the same old sidewalks
And well talk bout leaving town
Yeah well talk about leaving
I swear its the last time
I swear its my last try
We rode across that bridge all night
We talked out way through city lights
Traced all the lines; were killing time
Under those buzzing signs
From downtown to anywhere but here
Tonight yeah I swear to these rooftops
And just hoped that car would never stop
And I swear its the last time and I swear its my last try
And well walk in circles around this whole block
Walk on the cracks of the same old sidewalks
And well talk about leaving town
Yeah well talk about leaving
I swear its the last time
I swear its my last try
We drove around this place all night
Past closed signs and familiar sights
Were moving by passing time
Counting those center lines
With 20,000 lines left to go
That lead to somewhere I dont know
It might be the time that we leave this all behind
Theres been a few times
That we thought it felt right
To take all the westbound signs
And just leave town tonight
And I swear its the last time and I swear its my last try
And well walk in circles around this whole block
Walk on the cracks of the same old sidewalks
And well talk about leaving town
Yeah well talk about leaving
I swear its the last time
I swear its my last try
4. The Science Of Selling Yourself Short
Ive come to my senses that Ive become senseless
I could give you lessons how to ruin your friendships
Every last conviction I smoked them all away
Ive drank my frustrations, down the drain, out of the way
So I sit and wait and wonder
Does anyone else feel like me
Someone so tired of their routines
And disappearing self esteems
Ill sing along with every emergency
Just sing along, Im the king of catastrophes
Im so far gone that deep down inside I think
Its fine by me, Im my own worst enemy
I could be an expert on codependency
I could write the best book on underage tragedy
Ive been spending my time at the local liquor store
Ive been sleeping nightly on my best friends kitchen floor
So I sit and wait and wonder
Does anyone else feel like me
Im so overdosed on apathy
And burnt out on sympathy
Ill sing along with every emergency
Just sing along, Im the king of catastrophes
Im so far gone that deep down inside I think
Its fine by me, Im my own worst enemy
Let the meanings slip away
Lost my faith in another day
Self-deprecation seems okay
I never though Id make it anyway
5. Short Fuse Burning
These are all the reasons why
Ill be exploding tonight
And why this chip on my shoulder feel like a mile wide
Its from the overwork, overtime compromise
So Im looking tonight
For some piece of mind
Maybe then Ill find
Some strength inside
Cuz Ive lost any hope of ever changing
Im a short fuse burning
And remember who I
Who I used to be
Just this one trick ponys so strung out on routine
Stuck on repeat, like you wouldnt even believe
So Im looking tonight
For some piece of mind
Maybe then Ill find
Some strength inside
Cuz Ive lost any hope of ever changing
Im a short fuse burning
Hey everybody dont forget me
Hey everybody dont forget me
I forgot who I used to be
And Im a short fuse burning
Im so close to exploding
6. Motown Never Sounded So Good
So you say, all you white flags are up
And that youve had enough
And youre tired of collecting dust
You say everything always looks the same
And you need a brand new face
To match a brand new place
You say your distress calls have gone out
And your ship is going down
Well, I say it to myself all the time
Stop living half a life and stop
Feeling like Im half alive
I cant get enough; Im not satisfied
Ive wasted my time with this daily grind
In single file lines, is this real life?
I keep telling myself
Sometimes what matters is on the inside
Do you remember when we had all the answers
And can you really remember
When we wished anything better
Does it feel like its been forever
Does it feel like a broken record
Head full of yesterdays
You keep wishing your life away
You cant keep looking over your own shoulder
Things will never look up
Unless you start to look forward
I cant get enough; Im not satisfied
Ive wasted my time with this daily grind
In single file lines, is this real life?
I keep telling myself
Sometimes what matters is on the inside
I cant get enough; Im not satisfied
Ive wasted my time with this daily grind
I cant get enough; Im just getting by
I cant stand this design for our bitter lives
I keep feeling lost, Im not satisfied
With traffic lights and turnpikes
And these tired eyes
I cant get enough; Im not satisfied
Ive wasted my time with this daily grind
In single file lines, is this real life?
I keep telling myself
Sometimes what matters is on the inside
7. The Upwards War And Downturned Cycle
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me
My friends arent going anywhere
My friends all act so unaware
Now they have to face
Their best plans have all gone up in flames
Theyre just looking for something to take
To break up the day to day and all its
Loneliness, vacant space
The tragedy of minimum wage
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me
My friends are worried about last calls
And working jobs at shopping malls
Because theyre in between
A mixed up pride and apathy
So tonight theyll talk of calling in
Calling in with bitter grins
Laughing at the state theyre in
What a mess, Im just like them
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me
So theyre sleep walking their way through life
Sitting there and getting by
Like all the other friends of mine
Wishing for something more
Wishing for something more
All my friends always talk about
The stories of moving on and getting out
Then packing up and heading south
Their heads full of hopes and dreams
Theyre just like me