I don't wanna go, but I can't say no It's hard to lie when you're crying I just want out, because we need some room to grow on our own It may seem cliché We've got nothing in common which you can see in our long awkward silence Sing it better now, sing it better now Holding on in the hills of West Virginia Scream your name aloud through a megaphone I was down and you were out of line What's left to say? I guess I'll be on my way out Too much time is wasted trying to work things out I've said before for six years too long Maybe I'm weak, but I know I'm not that strong