1, 2, 3 

Every scream went bleeding through these paper walls 

And all the make up in the world couldn't hide the scars 

I leave today 

I'm packing light, a suitcase and toiletries 

The rolling hills and willow trees 

Of Carolina wait for me 



You never learned the rules have changed since we were 9 

This isn't school, boys don't assault the girls they like 

The taste of blood 

The claim of love 

These two will here on cease to be 

Sprouting from your fists and tongue 

As Carolina waits for me 



Fields of grain go whipping by from the window seat 

I'm drifting in, I'm drifting out 

Catching up on sleep 

I couldn't get indentured sins, the very crest of 17 

I left my keys and broken dreams 

'Cause Carolina waits for me 



I will never forgive a single day 

Mile markers seem to call my name and say, 

"You're safer now 

Through every town 

We'll light your way in reflective green." 

All the way the entire state of Carolina waits for me.