Nonbeliever - Lucy Dacus

You threw your books into the river

Told your Mom that you’re a non-believer

She says she wasn’t surprised but that doesn’t make it ok

You say nobody loves a city

Nobody loves what can’t love 'em back

One-way ticket in your pocket

What happened to the charm of a small town?

If you find what you’re looking for

Be sure to send a postcard

You promised you’d never forget

The little ones when you got big

You deal an unspoken debt

No kindness without wanting something back

What do I owe you?

What did I forget?

Are we even after all of that?

You shook my hand and said goodbye

You’ll never let me see you cry again

What good has come from learning to pretend?

You said I could’ve been a better friend

If you find what you’re looking for

Be sure to send a new address

And if you find what you’re looking for

Write a letter and tell us what it is, and tell us what it is

Everybody else, everybody else looks like they’ve figured it out

Everybody else, everybody else looks like they’ve figured it out

Everybody else, everybody else looks like they’ve figured it out

Everybody else, everybody else looks like they’ve figured it out