[Verse 1]
Before I was born, there were no limitations
Said my goodbyes at the greyhound station
Here I am half a mile from where I grew up
In a parking lot sitting in my pick-up truck
[Chorus]
And I'm thinking bout burning it down, boys
Thinking bout burning it down
Nothing's ever going to be the same in this town
[Verse 2]
Ten gallons of gas and a bottle of propane
I took the lighter off my grill and I still can't
Say for certain that this thing'll blow
But if it does I'm going to be the first one to know
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Always used to say I'd come back some day and settle down
I'm getting old. Got no place to go. It's all come unwound
So I'm watching the faces coming and going
Some of them strangers some that I know and
It doesn't matter how much, how long I wait
Cause the door's always open and it's never too late
[Chorus][x3]