Dust in the Neon

I walk in with a ring still on my coat;

And a memory lost like a bone in my throat;

The neon hummed like a warning in the dark;

Where my old sins leaned in and lit a spark;

The room was full of strangers and smoke;

But I could feel you doped in every joke;

Dust in the neon, blood in the wine;

I've been losing my shadow one bottle at a time;

If love is a highway,

I drove you blind;

Now I'm just a lonely word left behind;

Dust in the neon hanging my chest;

I keep on singing to the damage and the rest;

The bartender knows me by the shape of my regret;

By the way

I stare when the glasses get wet;

There's a broken little melody behind every lie;

And a handful of a fool who can't say goodbye;

Rome was full of strangers and smoke;

But I can feel you ghosting every joy;

Dust in the neon, blood is the wine;

I've been losing my shadow one bottle at a time;

If love is a highway,

I'd throw it blind;

Now I'm just a lonely word left behind;

Dust in the neon aching my chest;

I keep on singing to the damage and the rest;

I try to pray but the words turn to rust;

Oh, tried to run, but the road turned to dust;

If your heart ever wonders where

I went wrong;

It was one last drink and a two-set song;

Dust in the yarn, blood in the wine;

I've been losing my shadow one bottle at a time;

If love is a highway,

I drove it blind;

Now I'm just a lonely word left behind;

Dust in the Leon taking my chest;

I keep on singing to the damage and the rest;

When the dawn comes, crow and the whiskey's gone;

I'll be here with the ghosts and the fading sun;

Lost in the neon;

And I fade with the night;