Les plays classic records on Sunday afternoons real loud
Haven't seen her since her husbands' funeral but I know she's just as devout
In her backyard reading the bible in a plastic lawn chair
I used to think if I was tall enough, I would catch her dancing there
Now there's a gap in the fence where I could see right through
Haven't checked it out yet but I've been meaning to

I was born south of southside in a suburb
The same as all the other suburbs around it
I lost something here once and I still haven't found it

My old friend's uncle took a chainsaw to his kids door
Couldn't tell if he was hunting them down or trying to start a war
I haven't seen her in years, and I didn't know her well then
But I hope she still sees them, and I hope they don't visit him

Terri fell over three times this past week
Had to drag her own body from the bathroom to the balcony
Body bruised black with her face square to the ground
Spent three hours lying there til her son came around

I was born under bridges and the canal with all the trolleys in
I dropped something in there once and I still haven't found it yet
Drove past the field that they built all the houses on
Dreamt of climbing those trees but I never got around to it

The biggest hill I ever drove down wasn't really big at all
But nothing else to this day has made me feel quite so wholly small
Stopped at the roadside graveyard to get a plot in early
Still haven't seen the Lutheran lot look anything but empty

My neighbours' sister died on the table back in 2003
And woke back up on the slab, just in time for her autopsy
She's still alive today, just reached her late eighties
I think if that's how I go then God, don't make me stay

I only speed on roads where they don't fill the potholes in
I lost part of me here once and I still haven't found it yet

Six hundred miles away there's a street named after some guy in my family
And they all still live there, except for my mum and me
Heard her cousin's not allowed to talk to his dad for five more years
Cause he told him he'd **** him, yelling on the stairs
And some small town cop heard it, came back with a warrant
We don't think he'll live that long, wonder if he'll break it

There's a whole lotta love here and a whole lotta sadness
I hid something there once, I still haven't found it.