Escape

Mama always said Jesus was her husband

And the only thing she needs

She'd turn up Billy Graham so loud

That I couldn't sleep

And my daddy always smelled like smoke

But I was sixteen before I knew what kind

When my older sister was in college

She met a piece of shit named Phil

She didn't know that heroine always starts with pills

And my brother thinks he's better

'Cause his kryptonite comes in a twelve-pack

Everybody's got a place

Where all their money goes

Everybody's got a high

That sweetens up the lows

Getting out of bed is hard

If you don't have a reason

Everybody needs an escape

And mine was leaving

I always thought it sounded nice

To be proud of your hometown

But mine was never quite the kind

You write country songs about

And I heard apples don't fall far from family trees

So I taught myself to fly

Everybody's got a place

Where all their money goes

Everybody's got a high

That sweetens up the lows

Getting out of bed is hard

If you don't have a reason

Everybody needs an escape

And mine was leaving

When I met you

I hadn't really eaten in three days

I'm sure I was hungry

But it was love I really craved

You told me that you saved me

And I thanked God you came and helped

But you were just another way of hurting myself

Everybody's got a star

Where all their wishes go

And if those stars ain't lucky

Then you've gotta hang your own

Getting out of bed is hard

If you don't have a reason

Everybody needs an escape

And mine was leaving

Oh, everybody needs an escape