When you’re living in the sticks Everything is half an hour away Sometimes I wish I’d stuck with it 'cause I see too much of everyone these days

It’s nothing personal, I’m sure Maybe it’s just a funny phase I’ve never felt, like this before But I see too much of everyone these days

Now these days Ain’t such fun 'cause I see too much of everyone Stay away Please don’t come ‘cause I see too much of everyone

If you let me hear you sing I’ll be damning with faint praise
My fascination is wearing thin 'cause I see too much of everyone these days

So I try another place Somewhere new and out the way I think I need a little space 'cause I see too much of everyone these days

Now these days Ain’t such fun 'cause I see too much of everyone Stay away Please don’t come ‘cause I see too much of everyone