Mascara

(álbum: Roadhouse 02 - 2022)

She bites her wine-stained lips
And mascara runs down her cheek
One last drag on my cigarette and she turns to me

It's time to leave, it's time to go
She's comfortable
It's time to leave, it's time to go
She's comfortable

Time to be off on your own
No one's waiting on her, no one's counting on her
Girl off you go
Alabama, what are you doing out on the road?

Babe, it's been a long time, I've not been okay, you should never know
Well you been running wild baby, stories I've been told baby, I should not have known
I hear you like the warm weather, powdering your nose baby, sand between your toes
I heard you're in the desert love, tryna find a path baby, tryna feed your soul
I song mine long ago baby, this is not a joke baby, I know how it goes
And now you want the good stuff, talking like you been tough, stories I been told
I hear you're in the desert love, tryna find a path baby, tryna feed your soul
I song mine long ago baby, this is not a joke baby, I know how it goes

And you have been gone for too long, I've been starting to freak out baby
If this is a joke, it's been running too long, going over my head baby
And I cannot live without love in my life, baby
They want me to live without love in my life, baby
And you have been gone for too long, I've been starting to freak out baby
If this is a joke, it's been running too long, going over my head baby
And I cannot live without love in my life
They want me to live without love in my life, baby