Parlour Cafe

Oh, the mountains have folded
The bird is back in its cage
I’m back tending bar at The Parlour Cafe
Sweeping bottlecap ashtrays, repeat and repeat
Patching holes in my sky where my stars used to be
And I lose
I lose
Now the bar is full of ladies for the 2AM draw
Who’s getting who, Ms. Lonely or Mr. Loneliest-Of-All
In the arms of a stranger, they all sink like a stone
‘cause they’re all scared of dying, or dying alone
And they lose
Oh, how they lose
You take what you can to comfort your blues
Cocaine or cowboys, it don’t matter to you
All your tenderness is broken ‘cause you’ve been hard on your knees
You’ve been swimming in shit, girl, as deep as the sea
And you lose
Oh, how you lose
And we lose
Oh, how we lose
Oh, the mountains have folded
The bird is back in its cage
I’m back tending bar at The Parlour Cafe