Neighborhood Famous

White picket fences
Round pink pastel tombs
The feminine prisons of
Neat dying rooms
Corpses in closets
The gossips exhume
Just ask, I'll be honest
No need to assume

But that wouldn't be as fun
As book club conversation

Guess I'm -
Neighborhood famous
The talk of this town
I prefer to stay home, but
My name gets around
Neighborhood famous
I'll take the renown
All talk is alright
You'll still hear my sound
Oh, this is how it goes
Oh, that's just how it goes

You thought my dress hem
Was a bit too short
So you left a sweet note
Calling me a whore
Before I walked through
The chapel door
Now I don't feel welcome
In church anymore

Though God knows all my affairs
You still share rumors through your prayers

Guess I'm -
Neighborhood famous
The talk of this town
I prefer to stay home, but
My name gets around
Neighborhood famous
I'll take the renown
All talk is alright
You'll still hear my sound
Oh, this is how it goes
Oh, that's just how it goes

I can't tell lies
Your words do truly hurt
'Cause your garden dies
When buried in my dirt

I'm neighborhood famous
Not trying to be
But that's just what happens
When you talk about me
Neighborhood famous
This publicity
My money couldn't buy
So you gave it for free

I'm neighborhood famous
The talk of this town
I prefer to stay home, but
My name gets around
Neighborhood famous
I'll take the renown
All talk is alright
You'll still hear my sound
Oh, this is how it goes
Oh, that's just how it goes



Credits
Writer(s): Bethany Lang
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