Microwave - Bright lyrics
[Microwave - Bright lyrics]
There ain’t a drop left in my cup
They had my heart all riled up
We own this town there ain’t a damn thing
That could pull us down
And when we left the bar that night
I saw the devil he was smiling
I looked into her hazel eyes
I made her promise
She would always be beside me
Cause for the past few years
Something didn't feel right
I watched your face get dark
It used to be so
And that phrase had such a ring
We own this town
And there ain’t a damn thing
That could pull us down
God please forgive me i won’t remember
This in the morning i’m not getting better
We took a trip to that lonely apartment
A ways outside those neon lights
Where we spent those quiet mornings
After the deafening nights
Outside the devil stood
He came to claim what he loaned
Outside the devil watched
He came to take what he owned
That phrase had such a ring we own this town
And there ain’t a damn thing
That could pull us down
God please forgive me i won’t remember
This in the morning i’m not getting better
That fog, that ice
If I were sober I’d have known
Such a beautiful night
But she never made it home
They had my heart all riled up
We own this town there ain’t a damn thing
That could pull us down
And when we left the bar that night
I saw the devil he was smiling
I looked into her hazel eyes
I made her promise
She would always be beside me
Cause for the past few years
Something didn't feel right
I watched your face get dark
It used to be so
And that phrase had such a ring
We own this town
And there ain’t a damn thing
That could pull us down
God please forgive me i won’t remember
This in the morning i’m not getting better
We took a trip to that lonely apartment
A ways outside those neon lights
Where we spent those quiet mornings
After the deafening nights
Outside the devil stood
He came to claim what he loaned
Outside the devil watched
He came to take what he owned
That phrase had such a ring we own this town
And there ain’t a damn thing
That could pull us down
God please forgive me i won’t remember
This in the morning i’m not getting better
That fog, that ice
If I were sober I’d have known
Such a beautiful night
But she never made it home