your hometown (rest of first draft)

look at all the little tweakers
strung out beyond belief
wearing stolen sneakers
and missing half their teeth
it's hell to have a habit
that your body just won't quit
but sometimes you need to have it
when your hometown turns to shit

          ever since they closed the factory
          it's cigarettes and beer
          in this land of opportunity
          the road don't pass through here

somewhere there's a highway
that right now I can't see
there's a bus that's going my way
with a space that's meant for me
come graduation day
I guess I'll find out where I fit
when I decide if I need to stay
when your hometown turns to shit