I'm getting tired of watching other people go/ The lights on my street never come on/ And the lines are overgrown/ It's obvious now that I've been forgotten/ The hollow houses and vacant lots and/ The shattered windows and splintered doors/ How long have I been here all alone?/ Here I am again/ The one who gets/ Left behind, left behind, left behind/ Settled in, had a plan/ But I never factored in/ Everyone else saying goodbye/ This ghost town is making a ghost of me/ This ghost town is making a ghost, making a ghost of me/ I promised myself I'd learn to be the one who leaves/ With no more roots to tie me down/ It's just a different kind of lonely/ So I'm back to pulling arms/ And begging and begging/ For the love of God/ Don't leave me here again/ Here I am again/ The one who gets/ Left behind, left behind, left behind/ Settled in, had a plan/ But I never factored in/ Everyone else saying goodbye/ This ghost town is making a ghost of me/ This ghost town is making a ghost, making a ghost of me/ They shake me off and they ask why I bother/ The answer is simple/ My father, his father/ I come from a long line of people who believe/ In things like, flowers that grow/ In the cracks in the streets/ Here I am/ Here I am/