I used to come here all the time
Just sit, watch the waves, the birds
All the boats come in, the people would walk by
Wondering to myself what the hell I'm doing here
Yeah
I just always wanna leave this place for some reason
This town, everything
Pack my bags first chance I got and not look back
Classic, like, small town story
Mhm
But every time I did leave
I always just found myself back here
I don't know if there's some
"Pity me" I'm missing, you know?
Yeah, it's like, I don't know
Like the universe is tryna tell you that
Everything you need is right here
