Hand me down dreams got me high in the rafters
Homecoming queen couldnt be an outsider
So there Id sit, with a cigarette lit in a leather jacket
I found a boy who was a stranger too
In a one-horse town at a stable for two
We had matching scars and matching tattoos
Both dying to fit in
Aint that some shit
Were just small-town hypocrites
And that scholarship was a ship that sailed
When I chose you and daddy gave me hell
I made myself into someone else just to love you, damn I loved you
Took all my plans and I put em in a box
Phantom pains for the wings I lost
Had me circling rings in the catalogs
For seven years and you never got the hint
Aint that some shit
Im just a small-town hypocrite
Swore wed be running, running, running this town
But youre just running, running, running around
And Im staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I shouldve been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around
Love shot me out like a rocket
Never to return and man, I forgot it
How it feels to fall from orbit and land on shifting sands
I found my heart at the bottom of a bucket
You said you needed space and damnit I bought it
Till you moved in a vinyl sided double wide with a couple of her kids
Aint that some shit
Youre just a small-town hypocrite Oooh, oooh, ooooh
Swore wed be running, running, running this town
But youre still running, running, running around
And Im staring at a picket fence
Wondering where the hell time went
I shouldve been running, running, running by now
But I just hang around
Ooh Now I bitch about how things turned and how they shouldve been
The bridges that I burned and the trains I didnt catch
Like a small-town hypocrite
Just a small-town hypocrite