Bug Wife - Locals Lyrics

I'm with the locals on a Tuesday
Late night Wednesday morning bonfire party
They've got a catalog of stories from before me
Bottleneck in the backseat
Hey, it's a scene
I'm with the family at the TV
Back scratch, book thief, never-ending summer, thirteen
I've got cathedrals on the dashboard
CDs back and forth another loop round town
Hey, it's a sound
I found God here when I was 17
Then I walked away
I'm with the broker on a green screen
Facetime ringtone, everything's a manger, don't go
He's got the perfect proposition if we'd listen
Hundred dollars more for the kitchen
Hey, it's something
I'm at the window with a dishrag
Rainstorm, leakproof, water coming in off a dirt roof
I'm in the hallway while they whisper
New man, new shirt, at least my mom would say it out loud
Hey, I'm going to bed now
I found God here when I was 17
Then I walked away
I found God here when I was 17
Then I walked away