Settling Things
Wheel of Fortune on the TV
Stouffers in the microwave
Mama helps with the babies
Brothers 'bout to graduate
Gas is cheap, work is fine
Grass is green, sometimes
We're all going to Heaven
But no one gets the Hell outta Dodge
The high heels mama lived in
Don't fit but we're stuck with
Setting down, settling scores
Living a life we shouldn't settle for
We settle like rust
On the chains of the porch swing
This town has a way of settling things
We're all kinda happy
We're all kinda bored
And dreams are made for songs
And magazines at the grocery store
20 mile picket fence
That we're all living in
We're all going to Heaven
But no one gets the Hell outta Dodge
The high heels mama lived in
Don't fit but we're stuck with
Setting down, settling scores
Living a life we shouldn't settle for
We settle like rust
On the chains of the porch swing
This town has a way of settling things
Ooh
All we know is what we've seen
Swear to God we're gonna leave
I think I'm going to Heaven
But I can't get the Hell outta Dodge
It's two miles to Highway 7
And it ain't me but I keep
Setting down, settling scores
Living a life I shouldn't settle for
I'll settle like rust
On the chains of the porch swing
This town has a way of settling things
Ooh
Stouffers in the microwave
Mama helps with the babies
Brothers 'bout to graduate
Gas is cheap, work is fine
Grass is green, sometimes
We're all going to Heaven
But no one gets the Hell outta Dodge
The high heels mama lived in
Don't fit but we're stuck with
Setting down, settling scores
Living a life we shouldn't settle for
We settle like rust
On the chains of the porch swing
This town has a way of settling things
We're all kinda happy
We're all kinda bored
And dreams are made for songs
And magazines at the grocery store
20 mile picket fence
That we're all living in
We're all going to Heaven
But no one gets the Hell outta Dodge
The high heels mama lived in
Don't fit but we're stuck with
Setting down, settling scores
Living a life we shouldn't settle for
We settle like rust
On the chains of the porch swing
This town has a way of settling things
Ooh
All we know is what we've seen
Swear to God we're gonna leave
I think I'm going to Heaven
But I can't get the Hell outta Dodge
It's two miles to Highway 7
And it ain't me but I keep
Setting down, settling scores
Living a life I shouldn't settle for
I'll settle like rust
On the chains of the porch swing
This town has a way of settling things
Ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Laird, Lauren Hungate, Lauren Elizabeth Watkins
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