Lipstick on the Ashtray

Verse 1
We said things you can’t rewind,
Words like knives you don’t pull out,
You cried in the bathroom mirror,
I slept on the edge of the couch.
The house felt cold as a courtroom,
Every clock sounded like blame,
I stared at the floor all night long
Practicing sayin’ your name.

Chorus
We don’t fix it, we just touch,
We don’t heal it, we just hush,
Trade apologies for skin and breath,
Call it love, but it feels like debt.
Your lipstick’s still on the ashtray,
My pride’s still under the bed,
We make up just to fall asleep,
Yeah, that’s how the hurt gets fed.

Verse 2
Your hands shake when you come back in,
Mine do too but I don’t say why,
We don’t talk about what broke us,
We just let the silence lie.
You pull me close like you’re drowning,
Like I’m the last thing that floats,
I know this ain’t forgiveness,
Just two lonely people holdin’ hope.

Chorus
We don’t fix it, we just touch,
We don’t heal it, we just hush,
Borrow comfort, steal relief,
Promise more than we can keep.
The night forgives us easy,
The morning never forgets,
We make up just to feel okay,
Then wake up with the same regrets.

Bridge
There’s a sadness in the closeness,
Like we’re bracing for the fall,
Using bodies like bandages
On a wound that won’t stall.

Last Chorus
We don’t fix it, we just touch,
We don’t heal it, we just hush,
Say “I love you” half asleep,
So it hurts a little less to leave.
If love’s supposed to save us,
Then we missed a few steps,
All this make-up ever does
Is help us forget… then forget.

Sad depressing country song