I Wonder If It's Me

If I squint my eyes this city looks just like the place I'm
 from From here I squash the buildings between my finger 
and my thumb And every town we leave, people ask to come 
along Don't get me wrong, but leaving here won't change a 
thing

The small town kids miss the city The city kids miss the 
trees. How did we get this backwards? We're gonna need more
 than a change of scenery

I drift from town to town (I wonder if its me) The same 
teething troubles follow me (I wonder if its me) People let
 you down, it's just a matter of time But I know why, I 
think I might know why

We've been on this road for months, like we're always on 
the run It's hard to ignore the skylines that are stamped 
into the sun Every town we visit all the faces look the 
same From Portland to Pensacola the only difference is 
their names