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...