Apparently the air quality

In Southern California makes it harder to breathe

But I think it's just going straight to my head

And really that's the reason I keep holding my breath

Oh driving up and down the ten

Talking to the internet

Making friends that I'll forget

Sometimes I feel like

Life would be better in South Dakota

Out in the middle of Minnesota

Watch the leaves fall down in late october

Everything will move a little slower

Somewhere far away like Indiana

Maybe then I'd be a little happier

Wouldn't be that hard to get up go there

I keep thinking 'bout it over and over again

Over and over again

It's getting old how I feel so alone

In a sea of people always checking their phones yeah

Just like that I could pack up my bags

'Cross a couple borders and I'd never look back

But then I would have all these regrets

What a waste of time I spent

Maybe I'm not ready yet

But sometimes I feel like

Life would be better in South Dakota

Out in the middle of Minnesota

Watch the leaves fall down in late october

Everything will move a little slower

Somewhere far away like Indiana

Maybe then I'd be a little happier

Wouldn't be that hard to get up go there

I keep thinking 'bout it over and over again

Over and over again

Life would be better in South Dakota

Doesn't matter just the middle of nowhere

Wouldn't be that hard to get up go there

I keep thinking 'bout it over and over again