The Neighborhood Lyrics - Fairfax, Ak

Weekend insomniacs 

They can't get cigarettes at 3am 

Broken bottles and crooked glass 

With late night introspection 

I'm so sick 

I'm so sick 

Sick of the neighborhood 

As I should (You would) 

The tube top wearin' table top servin' late night waitress 

Smells of burnt coffee and black pen ink 

This town, yeah this whole town 

It ain't go no innocence left savin' 

I'm so sick 

I'm so sick 

Sick of the neighborhood 

As I should (You would) 

I'm so sick of the street lights, the bar fights 

The street lights, the bar fights 

I'm so sick I'm so sick 

Sick of the neighborhood 

Yeah you would