It's been a while since you said "please".
The thought of you just makes me freeze,
And here I am stuck in this country town.
The stock I bought in you goes down down down.

I need removal, I need relocation.
There is a hell and it's called isolation,
I wasn't meant to leave the city and its noise,
How did I pick you out from all those other boys?

I wear my finest lengerie for your best friend,
A little kickback for the days you've made me spend
Here all alone inside this dusty farmhouse.
My love is starving like a Baptist churchmouse.

I had a chance, I had a choice,
Grew tired of waiting for divine voice.
Now I'm atoning yet again
For my original sin.

Oh sure, I think of getting out of here.
But then I have this paralyzing fear.
And so I stand by what I said;
I'm hoping soon you will be dead.

I'm hoping soon you will be dead.
I'm hoping soon you will be dead.
Dead dead


Lyrics submitted by razajac

Good Fences song meanings
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