I didn't know what steps to take for when I graduated high school The future just seems uncertain, the last 17 years behind the curtain When will I get over this uncomfortability? No amount of college towns or Twee Pop songs will be enough to help me Will I choose a new city when I choose my new life Or will I slip into the college town that makes me feel alright? Will I feel alright? Greener pastures they say wait up ahead But will I ever reach them, or will I just end up dead? When I come home for dinner will you be happy to see me? For Thanksgiving next year will I stay in the city? These steps I'm taking all seem so unplanned Will I fall and lose it all or will I walk out unscathed? The next four years are on the line And I always said that I wanted to leave here but now I'm afraid again. The friends I left behind I never said goodbye the way I should have before our relationship died. The town I'm leaving for good, brown leaves pave the streets Grey skies, white breath, will I miss it, will it miss me? Move away from bigotry, face the backlash Now I'm trading in my sunburnt knees and cargo shorts for skinny jeans Tonight I'll sleep in my khakis Now I'm alone in my room Or will I just end up dead?