Oh, good god I hate this town
I can already feel it dragging me down
In that old familiar way
Where somebody's dreams are getting punctured every day
It’s the price you pay

Carryin' on
Like it ain't some crooked game you’re supposed to play
What did you want?

Oh, good god I hate this town
But if I'm in for a penny, I guess I'm in for a pound
But you know, I can't complain
'Cause the weather is perfect here for circling the drain
Oh, thanks again

Putting it on
That smile that will never fade or wash away
Is that what you want?
Oh, but hey, maybe I'm wrong
And maybe nobody else feels this way
Or maybe they just ain't being honest

But I can honestly say

I fuckin' hate this town
Did I say that already?
Well I'm saying it now
But it's a thinly veiled disdain
I mean what kind of people are afraid of the rain?