I could curse this neighborhood
For giving me just what it should
A place to set my lowest bars
In back seats of my high friends' cars
I'm standing still, I'm thinking fast
My second nature's built to last
I'm first in line to disappear
And rethink in about ten years
But I'll wait 'til it does a little harm
To stand with open arms
To course-correct my self-respect
Until I go too far
And I'll measure by the best
And I'll swear that I'm the worst
And I'll place my bets on my only card
So I could curse this neighborhood
For letting me be what I could
Please cut me down out of the roots
I planted with a good excuse
I'm thinking slow and moving fast
Like easy roads are built to last
Likе hypocrites need sympathy
For fighting who they're meant to be
But I'll wait 'til it does a little harm
To stand with open arms
To course-correct my self-respect
Until I go too far
And I'll say I need the best
I'll measure by the worst
And I'll raise my debt and say it ain't so hard
So I could curse this neighborhood
For keeping me from what it could
I'm cashing in, I'm moving up
I'm spending all my time and luck
I'm heading on, I'm looking back
I'm setting up an even match
I'll start rethinking each mistake
Nothing short of ten years late
But I'll wait 'til it does a little harm
To stand with open arms
To course-correct my self-respect
Until I go too far
And I'll try to be my best
And I'll live with all my worst
And I'll get upset and I'll thank my fading stars