grass is greener

I hate the suburbs
God, I'm so bored
Drive 20 minutes just for the store
Moved to the city for some change of pace
But parking's a bitch and the rent is insane

Got couple friends but I used to have more
One-bed apartment, but no hardwood floors
Maybe I'll move back and be with my mom
But winter in Georgia is worse than the smog

I go back and then forth and then back again
Just to end up
Right where I was

Oh, when will I
Be satisfied
'Cause there's always something missing
And I'm always out here thinking

I can find myself
If I'm somewhere else
And when I finally get to heaven
I'll be wondering if it's better down in hell

'Cause it's been the same since I was a kid
Wish I was smarter or my parents were rich
Would go to their houses and try on their clothes
Then cry in the car when my mom took me home

And all of my friends, they clock out at four
While I'm writing sad songs on my bedroom floor
Maybe it's this one that finally gets big
And I'll miss the days when I played like a kid

I go back and then forth and then back again
Just to end up
Right where I was

Oh, when will I
Be satisfied
'Cause there's always something missing
And I'm always out here thinking

I can find myself
If I'm somewhere else
And when I finally get to heaven
I'll be wondering if it's better down in hell