I was always misbehaved Came home bruises on my face I wasn't born yesterday We'll be all good anyways I went down the long road Momma sure let me know Voice starts cracking through the phone Shell be all good when I'm home And I don't want to stay Wait around for yesterday And I don't want to go If it means you'll be alone Oh this town never change All the same as yesterday All the kids start to break They'll be all good when I play And I don't want to stay Wait around for yesterday And I don't want to go If it means you'll be alone