It felt so, so lonely moving back to Maryland from Chicago
I miss the tall buildings
The pretty faces I’ll never see again, again

And I know, wherever I go, I’ll always be alone
Just a sad punk kid
With a bunch of sad sounding songs

It felt so, so lonely hitchhiking from Maryland to Chicago
I sat in the back of a truck
With people that didn’t speak any English
Only Spanish, I don’t speak Spanish, I don’t speak Spanish

But they left me on the side of the highway
With a 50 pound pack on my back
I walked five miles in the rain
To my brothers place in Annapolis

I thought I was running away
From a life I didn’t wanna lead
But I was just running away
From a brain I didn’t wanna think