“Neat, and Never Named” (Americana Ballad Cut)

Neat, and Never Named Screen door creaked, you walked right in Neon laying on your skin Boots still dust from somewhere gone Like you knew where I’d been wrong Didn’t ask, you didn’t wait Took your time, you let it take Something in the way you stayed Felt like something I had made You said neat, don’t cut it down Like you knew I’d take it now So I take you like a burn I need Slow enough to let it bite Every drop got a different read Is it you or just the night Is it spirit, is it skin Is it something I let inside All I know is I give in To the devil I don’t fight Smoke hung low where your laugh sat Didn’t leave, just leaned like that Glass left rings where your hand moved Like it marked what I’d give to you You don’t rush what you already know Let it land, let it take it slow Every touch got a kind of weight Like you decide and I translate You said rocks if I need to lie I let it burn, I let it dry Yeah I take you like a vow gone wrong Like a truth I won’t deny Every note both weak and strong In the proof I hold tonight Is it love or a deeper use Is it me or what you write All I know is I don’t refuse To the devil I don’t fight If it hits, let it hit me clean If it stays, let it stay all night I don’t ask what it really means I just lean where it feels like right Every breath like a quiet claim Every claim like I’m giving in If I lose, I don’t name the game I just feel it under skin Pour it slow Let it breathe Let it take What it needs If I shake Let it show Not from fear From letting go So I keep you where the fire sits Just below what I say out loud Every breath like another hit Of the kind I don’t walk around Is it you or the ghost you pour Is it me or the state I’m in All I know is I come back for more To the devil I don’t fight Morning light through a crooked shade Glass still warm where it stayed all night I don’t know what I let you take But I know I didn’t fight