Powerlines

Liquor and lipstick, the taste of defeat

Thought you could get me right back on my feet

But you can't

You've done all that you can

Like a gas lamp needs oil, I need you to breathe

My sweet honey oxygen, you're all I need

But I can't

Let us happen again

So let's call this what it is

It's a funeral of our lips

I'm too drunk to drive, but I hop in my Ford

Follow the power lines straight to your door

Chasing my demons back to your porch

I'll die with the feeling I'll always be yours, I'll always be

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

They say that a scar is as good as its story

But we skip the part where I fall on my sword

Nothin' is worse than feelin' like yours

When you'll be the reason my life gets cut short

So I can't let us happen again

So come make me remember what I wish to forget

All of the bad times, my deepest regrets

Sure, when you're sober, my heart starts to pour

Foolish forgiveness, but I ain't so sure about us anymore

So let's call this what it is

It's a funeral of our lips

I'm too drunk to drive, but I hop in my Ford

Follow the power lines straight to your door

Chasing my demons back to your porch

I'll die with the feeling I'll always be yours, I'll always be

You've come and gone all of my life

You're the thief of my joy in the dead of the night

So lean on me, I don't mind

Let me get high off you one more time, one more time

I hop in my Ford

Follow the power lines straight to your door

Chasing my demons back to your porch

I'll die with the feeling I'll always be yours, I'll always be, oh

Ooh, ooh