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