I'm running out of places to hide
I'm running out of money to buy
Smoke and Jack and Coke to fix my nerves
I'm running out of lessons to learn
I'm all out of bridges to burn
I'm starting to think
I'm getting what I deserve
15 years in a 10 year town
Chasing a dream I've never found
Guitar slinging, singing the Blues
Living on crumbs
Running on fumes
It's cold and old and lonely as it sounds
15 years in a 10 year town
I'm running out of friends I can call
By now, they've heard it all
For too damn long I've told them I'm breaking in
Now I'm all out of reasons to stay
But I'm afraid if I run away
No one will ever hear these songs again
15 years in a 10 year town
Chasing a dream I've never found
Guitar slinging, singing the Blues
Living on crumbs
Running on fumes
It's cold and old and lonely as it sounds
15 years in a 10 year town
In a 10 year town
15 years in a 10 year town
Too many people I can't let down
Guitar slinging, singing the Blues
Is bound to pay off anytime soon
It's cold and old and lonely as it sounds
15 years in a 10 year town