[Intro]
(I'm so tired of California, I'm so tired of LA)
(Where the real thing comes as often as the California rain)

[Verse 1]
I get sick of people tryna bring me down
I get so damn angry, looking like a clown
Walking down a highway, closing both my eyes
'Cause they say you get more famous when you die

[Pre-Chorus]
And everyone seems fine
Am I losing my mind?

[Chorus]
I'm so tired of South Carolina, I'm so tired of Florence
Where the real thing comes as often as the South Carolina snow
I got all these horrid memories in my blood and in my brain
I keep saying that I'm lеaving, but it doesn't work that way

[Verse 2]
I get sick of pretеnding everything's ok
It's not like anyone cares anyway
Front row at my funeral, crocodile tears
This is some of the worst pain that I've felt in years
(Is that weird?)

[Chorus]
I'm so tired of South Carolina, I'm so tired of Florence
Where the real thing comes as often as the South Carolina snow
I got all these horrid memories in my blood and in my brain
I keep saying that I'm leaving, but it doesn't work that way


[Bridge]
Can I be young forever?
Would it be fun forever?
Can I be young forever?
Would it be fun forever?

[Chorus]
I'm so tired of South Carolina, I'm so tired of Florence
Where the real thing comes as often as the South Carolina snow
I got all these horrid memories in my blood and in my brain
I keep saying that I'm leaving, but it doesn't work that way

[Outro]
I'm so tired of South Carolina, I'm so tired of Florence
Where the real thing comes as often as the South Carolina snow
I got all these horrid memories in my blood and in my brain
I keep saying that I'm leaving, but it doesn't work that way