[Verse 1]
Box fan singing ain't touching that July heat
Fly swatter hanging on a nail by the Crisco grease
Push mower fighting that grass
Daddy damning that price of gas
Number 2 pencil on the wall, 'bout four-foot-three
The Young and Restless on an outta-style TV
I swore when I turned eighteen
I was running away from these
[Chorus]
Numbers on a mailbox
Oil stain on a driveway
A little red-brick screen-door porch
Backed up to the highway
Dandelions in a clay pot
Chevy growing on cinder blocks
'Til you miss the way it was
You don't know it all adds up
To numbers on a mailbox
[Verse 2]
No matter how long I been gone, I still call it home
Like them pray for rain numbers on a post I still hold on
To the life on that two-lane
Where Mama's still got the same
[Chorus]
Numbers on a mailbox
Oil stain on a driveway
Little red-brick screen-door porch
Backed up to the highway
Dandelions in a clay pot
Chevy growing on cinder blocks
'Til you miss the way it was
You don't know it all adds up
To numbers on a mailbox
[Bridge]
Last thing I see pulling out
First thing I see pulling in
Every time I leave 'em
Can't wait to get back to them
[Chorus]
Numbers on a mailbox
Oil stain on a driveway
A little red-brick screen-door porch
Backed up to the highway
Dandelions in a clay pot
Chevy growing on cinder blocks
'Til you miss the way it was
You don't know it all adds up
When I can't find the truth
I go back to 3982