Hoping that a bridge will fail, or a train derail keeps me here for good.
Cause I don t have a torch to bear, but I ll have another beer
And sit my ass right here
And watch the small town locals be jealous of me.
They all see my urban lies as sanctioned redemption that only cousins do
Yeah, I once had a cousin who lost his chance to leave
He made us all believe we re owners of this town.
And everyone believed our lie.