Stone in My Throat

Boots on the table

Ash in my glass

Your name on my phone

Glowin' like the past

Lipstick on the filter

Smudged up

Same as you

Say you got religion now

You only pray when you’re due

You spin that same old story

I’ve heard every note

You keep your halo polished

I keep this

Stone in my throat

Can’t say your name

Burn in my chest

But I’m done with the blame

You wanna crawl back

To the bed that you broke

I got fire in my lungs

And a stone in my throat

Keys on the counter

Right where you left the lies

Coffee gone bitter

Like the back of my mind

You swear you’re sober

From the games you play

But I smell that trouble

From a mile away (yeah)

You beg me for forgiveness

Like it’s something you’re owed

You want that soft surrender

I’m giving you

[growled low] I used to bend

I used to break

Now I’m the storm

You’re just the wake

[guitars climb

Drums pound]

You had your chance

That credit’s closed

I wear my scars

Like Sunday clothes