"Bowery Ballroom" lyrics
"Bowery Ballroom"
I took a cab and made my way
To the Bowery Ballroom
Just a little higher than I meant
You showed the bouncer an ID
That you borrowed from a friend
Still surprised he let us in
Try as I might
I had too much up my sleeve
For comfort
I had everyone to please
A little white lie
I never meant to speak
You're my lighthouse
But I'm not sure I'm coming home this time
We had time to burn
Much too early for
The band that we were there to see
Who am I to disagree
And I hadn't learned
How much hurt that you can cause at 17
What a couple months can mean
Try as I might
I had too much up my sleeve
For comfort
I had everyone to please
A little white lie
I never meant to speak
You're my lighthouse
But I'm not sure I'm coming home this time
I'm not sure I'm coming home this time
I'm not sure I'm coming home
I didn't know I was gonna make a run for it
I didn't know I was gonna make a run for it
I didn't know I was gonna make a run for it
(A run for it)
A run for it
(A run for it)
A run for it
(A run for it)
Try as I might
I had too much up my sleeve
For comfort
I had everyone to please
A little white lie
I never meant to speak
You're my lighthouse
But I'm not sure I'm coming home this time
I'm not sure I'm coming home this time
I'm not sure I'm coming home
Writer(s): Robert Frech, Magnus Ferguson, Reid Jenkins
- AZLyrics
- M
- Morningsiders Lyrics
album:
"I've Got A Song" (2022)
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