Текст песни
Yeah. Blue glow on the bottles, Dust swirling in the beam. Lipstick on a crumpled napkin, You left your name in my drink. You said, "I'm tired of running," Then you ran your hand through my hair. Laughed like you meant it forever, Vanished into the thinning air. Ashtrays and alibis, Half-truth hanging on your eyes. You say you're done, then you change your mind, Leave your ghost in my glass each time. Ashtrays and alibis, You only love me in low light. When the smoke writes stories in the sky, And every promise is a pretty lie. Bartender Wipes the counter Like he's heard this scene before. That same old song on the jukebox, Scratch right where the heart gets torn. Your chair's still warm beside me, Coat swinging from the hook. I trace your laugh on the tabletop like a Line from a stolen book. Ashtrays and alibis, Half-truth hanging on your eyes. You say you're done, then you change your mind, Leave your ghost in my glass each time. Ashtrays and alibis, You only love me in low light. When the smoke writes stories in the sky, And every promise is a pretty lie. Maybe you're stuck in the doorway, Maybe you're already gone. I'm singing to the empty barstool, Dragging me right into wrong. So if you come back at closing, Don't bother learning my name. Just sit, just smile, just ruin me, And blame it all on the game. Ashtrays and alibis, half-truth hanging on your Eyes. Say you're done, then you change your mind, Leave your ghost in my glass each time. Ashtrays and alibis, you only love me in Low light. When the smoke writes stories in the sky, And every promise is a pretty lie.
The Soul Jazz Era — Ashtrays and Alibis
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