Ugly Lights

i don't remember when the liquor started kickin' in

its been awhile since i've been off the stuff

i really hate to say i'm turning into a cliche

im hoping that nobody brings it up

i left my car behind the bar again last sunday night

i did the monday morning walk of shame

and last nights clothes they smell like smoke

but i don't know how i got home

but i do know my head'll hurt all day

but i still go and stay too late

and be the girl bartenders hate

the one that doesn't need another one

when the romeos and juliets have bummed all of my cigarettes

the last kiss in the parking lot is done

i'll be sitting here alone

when the ugly lights come on

well everybody's got a spark its easy hidin' in the dark

in a crowded room with pockets full of rings

i sit and watch the whiskey pour

the merriment, the exidor

the beginning of another matchbook flame

and i don't try to justify the reason i'm not living right

i wear my sadness like a souvenir

i drink to much to fall apart thats how i fight this broken heart

so what if i feel comfortable in here

cause i still go and stay too late

and be the girl bartenders hate

the one that doesn't need another one

when the romeos and juliets have bummed all of my cigarettes

the last kiss in the parking lot is done

i'll be sitting here alone

when the ugly lights come on

hey!