Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Darlin'

I know this may not be lady-like and I know what they're going to say, but when I think but what all you've done--it doesn't matter anyway. Just gotta put these feelings down in ink and make sure our hometown knows the truth: that when I think about us together, all I think is "screw you."

You made a promise,
And put it on my left hand.
You swore you loved me
Swore we were perfect
But all that remains
Is your promises' tan-line
Guess you didn't mean it
But I refuse to cry

So, darlin', screw you
And your faking charm
Your gifts are garbage
Your pictures are gone
Yes, damn your smile
And your lying eyes
Nothing we had was true
So, darlin', screw you

You swore you'd change
In your drunken stumble
I tried real hard
To believe your slurrin' words
But "I love you"
Isn't in a bottle
Guess you didn't mean it
Good thing I'm gone

So, darlin', screw you
And your faking charm
Your gifts are garbage
Your pictures are gone
Yes, damn your smile
And your lying eyes
Nothing we had was true
So, darlin', screw you

And I'm gonna make a wood pile in my daddy's yard
Gonna use your clothing for fuel
Gonna take your pictures and throw them on top
That's what you get for makin' me feel like a fool

So, darlin', screw you
And your faking charm
Your gifts are garbage
Your pictures are gone
Yes, damn your smile
And your lying eyes
Nothing we had was true
So, darlin', screw you

Yellow Flowers

I waited a whole day
To hear them call my name
Walked past a quiet woman
Starring with black eyes
Into a door, into a room
Where they all smile at you

"How are you dear?
Give me your hand.
Where are you from?
My, you drove a long way,"
My clothes are huddled
In a bag by my feet
You said you'd wait for me
And drive when it's time to leave

I guess your yellow flowers
Didn't live to cover up the death
I guess the tears I cried
Couldn't save what we left
At the end of the day
It's still what we gave away

On the ride home
I admired the rolling hills
Smelled those north Georgia pines
Saw the small airport in woods
As you held my hand
And promised, "Never again,"

I guess your yellow flowers
Didn't live to cover up the death
I guess the tears I cried
Couldn't save what we left
At the end of the day
It's still what we gave away

I know what we did was right
But I don't think we'll be alright
Oh, I know I did the right thing
But I don't think we'll forget anything
Do you think you could forgive anything?

I guess your yellow flowers
Didn't live to cover up the death
I guess the tears I cried
Couldn't save what we left
At the end of the day
It's still what we gave away

Hangover

Should have known better than to love a man named after a whiskey
Sure tastes good in the evening night
But all those hangovers in college should have taught me
I'd regret that drink in the morning light

Should have known the numbness can't be that good
Should have seen you were hell-bound
And just like every crystal glass has ever shown
Nothings clear when seen through amber-brown

No, you aren't what they'd call "the good stuff,"
And your brand isn't as good as red label
With all the strength in your after-bite
You don't do anything but make me unstable

I should have known my knees would grow weak
Should have seen through my drunken haze
But falling on the floor and waking up broken
Only has to happen once for me to break this phase

And I won't be your whiskey girl
And I won't be here anymore, if you please
And I don't give a damn how blind I was
I'm sober now, and I should have seen

Should have known better than to love a man named after a whiskey
Sure tastes good in the evening night
But all those hangovers in college should have taught me
I'd regret that drink in the morning light
Oh, I regret drinking you last night