(Verse 1) I been pourin’ shots for my shadow again, Talkin’ to ghosts like they’re long-lost friends. Love was a spark that burned through lace, Left black lipstick on my grace. Radio hums that old heartbreak key, Steel-string tears play harmony. Leather and satin, saints and sin, I smile like thunder wrapped in gin. (Pre-Chorus) Every scar got perfume on it, Every ache still sings a sonnet. If heartbreak had a southern drawl, I’d hum it loud above it all. (Chorus) Got a whiskey halo, tilted just right, Half angel, half outlaw tonight. Boots on the bar, heart in the wreck, Kiss me slow like a car-crash check. If love’s a flame, then let it consume, I’ll dance in the fire, perfume and doom. You can’t cage a storm that knows its name, I’ll bleed in rhythm and call it fame. (Verse 2) I wrote your name on a cigarette pack, Lit it up just to watch it crack. Smoke curled ‘round like a promise gone, Played that hurt till it turned to song. Velvet voice, but my tongue cuts steel, Honey-coated venom’s how I heal. Ain’t cryin’ pretty, I cry in tune, Under neon lights and a lonesome moon. (Pre-Chorus) Every sin looks good in chrome, Every goodbye finds its home. You can hear my soul in the tremolo bend, It shakes like mercy that won’t pretend. (Chorus) Got a whiskey halo, tilted just right, Half angel, half outlaw tonight. Boots on the bar, heart in the wreck, Kiss me slow like a car-crash check. If love’s a flame, then let it consume, I’ll dance in the fire, perfume and doom. You can’t cage a storm that knows its name, I’ll bleed in rhythm and call it fame. (Bridge) So raise that glass to the damage done, To every heartbreak dressed like fun. I ain’t your savior, I ain’t your sin, I’m the echo that drips with gin. Guitar wails like a warning sign, I bend the truth till it sounds divine. Honey, this pain’s my favorite key, I play it loud, it plays back me. (Solo – blues-rock bends with pedal steel shimmer) (Verse 3) Now the jukebox hums like a prayer off-beat, High heels tapping to my own defeat. I laugh like thunder, cry like rain, Every smile a dare to pain. There’s lipstick on the microphone, Proof that I can stand alone. You call it wild, I call it free, This broken heart’s still melody. (Chorus) Got a whiskey halo, tilted just right, Half angel, half outlaw tonight. Boots on the bar, heart in the wreck, Kiss me slow like a car-crash check. If love’s a flame, then let it consume, I’ll dance in the fire, perfume and doom. You can’t cage a storm that knows its name, I’ll bleed in rhythm and call it fame. (Outro) Fade me out on a crimson note, Let the reverb drown my throat. If sorrow’s gold, then I’m well-blessed, Crowned in pain, in leather dressed. And when the night forgives my glow, They’ll whisper soft, “there she goes.” With a whiskey halo, bent but bright, Still singin’ wrongs into the night.
