Velvet in the Pocket

Fresh coat of lipstick

Same old chipped wine glass

Bills on the table

But I’m still gon’ dance

Late rent

Late night

I spin in my thrift-store dress

Laugh at the ceiling

‘Cause I still feel blessed (oh yeah)

Got that velvet in the pocket

Little secret in my step

I’m broke on paper

Honey

But I’m rich in what I kept

All this rhythm in my bloodstream

All this sugar on my tongue

I turn my troubles into timing

Every time the song gets sung

Ex called me “crazy”

He was half-right

I confess

I love too loud sometimes

I forgive a little less

I stir my coffee

With my favorite fountain pen

Write my heart in tiny margins

Then I sing it all again (woo)

Got that velvet in the pocket

Little secret in my step

I’m broke on paper

Honey

But I’m rich in what I kept

All this rhythm in my bloodstream

All this sugar on my tongue

I turn my troubles into timing

Every time the song gets sung

Snap my fingers at the bad days

Shimmy through the what-ifs

Mights

Every wrong turn

Every last-place

Becomes a spotlight in my lights (hey!)

Got that velvet in the pocket

Little secret in my step

I’m broke on paper

Honey

But I’m rich in what I kept

All this rhythm in my bloodstream

All this sugar on my tongue

I turn my troubles into timing

Every time the song gets sung