Mascara

Give me the keys
You're way too drunk to drive
And I should know

Your boyfriend's a dick
A face for the radio but
You can't tune out

I didn't want to come to this party
The clientele likes Rogan and the army
But you insisted and you twisted my arm
And here we are

Mascara running down your face
Running down your shirt
Running down your leg
Into the dirt where he belongs

When we get home
I'll sit with you
Til you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you
Till you drift away tonight

Mascara
Mascara

The bathroom floor is checkered
Black and white
Just like your life is

When we were kids
We were chasing ghosts
But now tonight's more frighting

Mascara running down your face
Running down you shirt
Running down your leg
Into the dirt where we all end up

When we get home
I'll sit with you
Til you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you
Till you drift away tonight

Until it all washes away
It all washes away
It all washes away
It all washes away
Some day
Some day

When we get home
I'll sit with you
Til you fall asleep tonight
When we get home
I'll sit with you
Till you drift away tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Antony Newell, Lee Newell, Paige Turner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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