you don’t understand me and you don’t even pretend to try anymore
it’s your soul i’ve been trying to reach
it’s not my fault you sold it to the devil
everybody wants someone to blame
every little problem they have is beyond their control
they are a victim, helpless and torn
the five & dimes are all closed up
All you see are broken windows, cracked sidewalks, and rats
downtown looks abandoned and forlorn
the american dreams is cheaper at wal mart
small town america is fading fast
you got to have a mall in town to last
it’s all about yourself and to hell with everybody else
nobody wants to care about someone else
the only track your on is the me express
and you only stop when you see someone with something you got to have
you may say the right words
you may nod your head in sympathy
but what you’re thinking is how can i get away and think about me
the five & dimes are all closed up
all you see are broken windows, cracked sidewalks, and rats
downtown looks abandoned and forlorn
the american dreams is cheaper at wal mart
small town america is fading fast
you got to have a mall in town to last
it’s all about yourself and to hell with everybody else
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