It's not the bugs, or the slugs, or the thing that crawling on the stump-Oh my god! What is that?!
Or the words
Of a girl that I barely even know, who cares about that
And it's not like I'm a stranger to walking through the woods and kicking stones

But I can't say that I came
To this one horse-stinking town to be alone
So it's time to push out of my comfort zone
Because the stories gonna get written
But I can't write it on my own

And it's not like I left my home in Washington alone
Without a plan
Because as I drove across the mountains and the plains
I know I'd find out who I am
As long as I can remember, the east has sung a Siren Song to mе

And if I've ever known anything I know that this is whеre I'm meant to be
Being lonely is the only life I've known
Whats the point in making memories if you're making them alone
Oh, why should I be lonesome
I'm intelligent and wholesome
I'm in the right place I know

So I gotta push out of my comfort zone
I gotta get back there and get in
I don't care if I don't fit in
Cause the stories gonna get written
And I can't write it on my own