Welcome to the New South

Welcome home outcasts Because I know how you have Felt over the years The truth is that Looking at me is like Looking in the mirror And I know how it feels To be the best part Of a running joke To all of your friends And to be on the edge of your bed With your head buried in your hands Wishing that everything would end I know how it feels to be the loneliest Welcome back outcasts Because I've told myself That it would be alright Probably about a million times Over every minute of all of my life I know how it feels To be so confused That you're so far out of control And to be on the edge of your bed With your head buried in your hands Wishing that everything would end I know how it feels to be the loneliest So you sit and wait for a sign That the coming days will be alright And you drink So you can forget another night Bruised from the blackouts And your blood red eyes Try to start looking For the brighter side Wait for a sign Wait for a sign Wait for a sign Welcome home Everything will be alright And I know how it feels To be the best part Of a running joke all of your life Welcome home... Outcasts welcome home Outcasts welcome home Outcasts welcome home Welcome home...