Empty gestures coming through the telephone
A long pause and a plea to come home
So much for my great escape
Some people always get their way
I've got some things to learn about acceptance
I swear to god, I wish I was more enlightened
But I left Denton feeling cheated
Wondering if it was really what I needed
Like it's a f*cking birthright
Some people have the most misguided sense of entitlement
But I swear to god, I hate nostalgia
It tends to negate the negative