Nonbeliever

You threw your books into the river Told your mom that you're a nonbeliever She says she wasn't surprised but that doesn't make it ok You say nobody loves a city Nobody loves what can't love 'em back One-way ticket in your pocket What happened to the charm of a small town? If you find what you're looking for Be sure to send a postcard You promised you'd never forget The little ones when you got big You deal an unspoken debt No kindness without wanting something back What do I owe you? What did I forget? Or are we even after all of that? You shook my hand and said goodbye You'll never let me see you cry again What good has come from learning to pretend? You said I could've been a better friend If you find what you're looking for Be sure to send a new address And if you find what you're looking for Write a letter and tell us what it is, and tell us what it is Everybody else, everybody else looks like they've figured it out Everybody else, everybody else looks like they've figured it out Everybody else, everybody else looks like they've figured it out Everybody else, everybody else looks like they've figured it out --- Nonbeliever - Lucy Dacus