Original lyrics
ENMama 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
