White dress - Freastovik Jazz

Описание: White dress - Freastovik
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Lyrics
Caroline counts the crumpled bills
On a cracked Formica table
Phone line dead
His voice still rings
“You have ’til dark
If you’re able”
Slip a knife inside her bag
Lipstick
Keys
And someone’s photo
White dress hanging off her frame
Like it never planned for this
But it goes

[Chorus]
White dress
Red Fleetwood
She’s just praying that the engine starts
Slow breath
Fast heartbeat
Every siren sounds like breaking glass
If she makes it there in time
Maybe he walks out alive
White dress
Red Fleetwood
Racing with the worst of her life

[Verse 2]
First store
Buzzing neon hum
Old man hands her all the paper
Eyes on the floor
He doesn’t ask
Just hopes to see his kids much later
Next stop
Corner grocery bell
Chimes like any other evening
Till she sees her mother’s friend
Drop the scanner
Whisper “Please
Just leave it”

[Chorus]
White dress
Red Fleetwood
She’s just praying that the engine starts
Slow breath
Fast heartbeat
Every siren sounds like breaking glass
If she makes it there in time
Maybe he walks out alive
White dress
Red Fleetwood
Racing with the worst of her life

[Bridge]
Gas station glare on a trembling hand
Keys left hanging in a tired machine (hey)
She slides in
Vinyl sticking
To the back of her shaking knees
Rearview flashing blue and red
Curses caught between her teeth
Every light a loaded question
“Is this the road that takes him back to me?”

[Verse 3]
Gravel crunch
Dead-end warehouse yard
Shadows painted on the loading bay
Door swings wide
Smoke and laughter
Cheap cards scattered in a lazy game
Her man looks up
Whole and smiling
“Babe
You made it
You’re just late”
Other guy shrugs
Counts his winnings
Says
“We were joking…guess it got away”

[Chorus]
White dress
Red Fleetwood
Blood and sweat across the steering wheel
Slow breath
Nothing said
How do you tell him what was real?
If she tells him what she’s done
Will he ever hold her the same?
White dress
Red Fleetwood
Rolling through a life she can’t explain