You are tired, you are hurt A moth ate through your favorite shirt The ground you walk Lose your mind You have learned way too soon And all your friends fertilize And all your friends, they fertilize Your grandpa died when you were nine They said he had

Does it hurt Every time you walk in a room Does it feel like work Keepin' them country boys off of you Tell me, tell me Are you tired of runnin' Through my mind's Poor boy neighborhood All, tell me does it hurt

Does it hurt Every time you walk in a room Does it feel like work Keepin' them country boys off of you Tell me, tell me Are you tired of runnin' Through my mind's Poor boy neighborhood All, tell me does it hurt