It's been a good 3 years now and I've grown accustomed to your ways Las Vegas. I know when you're awake and when you're asleep and what you like on your pizza. But our time together has come to an end. Graduating it seems has put a distance between you and me. You like it when you can take advantage of people using your wit and guile, and I just might be the same.
So we used each other. I tried to learn what you know and you gladly took my money for it. I'm going to miss you a bit but only about as much as you'll miss me. There's a bit of you that's run down trying to always provide for the rest of the country. You have to be up to some of the best and worst expectations that people have and that makes for tough times when everyone feels like being down.
But you're not a city who likes those of us who have a degree perhaps you think we're too stuck up. Or maybe it's just me. I'm guessing it's time to move on. I'm trying to go out and see what sights there are to see and to try a new thing or two or three. I'm ready to find other people like me who don't think that singing a song can only be done for $50 plus fees at a show that's almost sure to be done every night of the week.
It's not you. It's me.
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