From a Soon-to-Be Ghost Town - Fruit Bats

It’s hard to be the last one in a soon to be ghost town

All that you’ve loved is now gone

And you could’ve left with the first big wave

But you remember back to when you first came

And how you didn’t want to leave

'Cause you remembered when

And you said you’d never leave

'Cause you loved it then

And it’s a hard to be queer one in a place with no queer ones

At least none who’d admit that they were

And you’re sharp, you could have split but you stayed because

At the very least you knew who you was

And you didn’t want to leave

'Cause you liked the air

And you still don’t want to leave

'Cause you like it there

It’s hard to be the last one in a soon to be ghost town

When all that you’ve loved is now gone

And you could have moved on to anywhere

But you remember back to your first day there

On the fire escape

Smoking cigarettes

With a fresh fat lip

A new best bet

And how you didn’t want to leave

'Cause you liked the air

And you said you’d never leave

'Cause you liked it then

How you still don’t want to leave

'Cause you loved it there