Ashes In My Ashtray

Devil in the details

Red eyes in the rearview

Talking to my old habits

Like, "I still kinda hear you"

Exes in my inbox

Typing out that twisted grace

"Hope you doing better now"

Then drag my name from place to place

Drugs on the dresser

Same white lie every day

"I can quit it when I want"

As my veins start to pray

Mutter to the mirror

Tongue full of static and spit

Whole life sounding like

A drunk prophet throwing fits (yeah)

Devil on my shoulder, laughing in my face

Drugs in the cabinet, calling out my name

Exes in my phone, trying to spin the blame

All this nonsense in my head, I’m the one they frame

Devil on my shoulder, whispering the same

Drugs in my bloodstream, dancing in the flame

Exes in my stories, I forget their names

All this nonsense in my head, but I can’t stay sane (nah)

Met an ex at the corner store

Half-smile, half cheap perfume

Said she found a little peace

I smelled the chaos in the room

Devil on the discount rack

Selling me another sin

Buy one heartbreak, get

A free relapse again

Drugs in the glove box

Next to crumpled parking fines

I keep trying to draw the line

But I color outside every time

Talking like a lunatic

Arguing with open air

Nonsense on my notepad

But it’s honest when I tear

Devil on my shoulder, laughing in my face

Drugs in the cabinet, calling out my name

Exes in my phone, trying to spin the blame

All this nonsense in my head, I’m the one they frame

Devil on my shoulder, whispering the same

Drugs in my bloodstream, dancing in the flame

Exes in my stories, I forget their names

All this nonsense in my head, but I can’t stay sane (can’t stay sane)