Hate This Town

Oh, good god I hate this town
 I can already feel it dragging me down
 In that old familiar way
 Where somebody's dreams are getting punctured every day
 It's the price you pay
 Carryin' on
 Like it ain't some crooked game you're supposed to play
 What did you want?
 Oh, good god I hate this town
 But if I'm in for a penny, I guess I'm in for a pound
 But you know, I can't complain
 'Cause the weather is perfect here for circling the drain
 Oh, thanks again
 Putting it on
 That smile that will never fade or wash away
 Is that what you want?
 Oh, but hey, maybe I'm wrong
 And maybe nobody else feels this way
 Or maybe they just ain't being honest
 But I can honestly say
 I fuckin' hate this town
 Did I say that already?
 Well I'm saying it now
 But it's a thinly veiled disdain
 I mean what kind of people are afraid of the rain?