I can point it out on a map
With my eyes close, just like that
But I can't put my finger on the feeling
For every mean girl I left behind
I got a couple of friends I can call anytime
When it hits the fan and I'm staring at the ceiling
For every person I wanna prove wrong
There's another I wanna make proud
I kinda love it, kinda hate it
Yeah, it's simple and complicated
Took me eighteen years to get out
But I'm still tryna move on
I kinda run back to it
But Lord I'm grateful to be gone
Yeah it built me up and broke me down
You'd think it'd all make sense by now
But I'm still working out the words to my hometown song
Still working out the words to my hometown song
All grown up in Tennessee
Thousand miles from near Buckney
But she still follows me wherever I go
I know those streets like the back of my hand
And maybe one day I'll understand
Why I still feel so lost when I go home
Took me eighteen years to get out
But I'm still tryna move on
I kinda wanna run back to it
But Lord I'm grateful to be gone
Yeah, it built me up and broke me down
You'd think it'd all make sense by now
But I'm still working out the words to my hometown song
Still working out the words to my hometown song, yeah
Part of me knows I wouldn't be me without it (wouldn't be me without it)
So why can't I just wrap my heart around it?
Took me eighteen years to get out
And I don't know how to move on
I kinda wanna run back to it
But Lord I'm grateful to be gone
Yeah it built me up and broke me down
And I'm sure one day I'll come around
But for now
I'm still working out the words to my hometown song
Still working out the words to my hometown song
Oh, oh, oh