Bottles - Made For Broadway
Written by：Brogan Thompson&Justin James&Rob Storm
It was so blatant you were so tactless
Smiles and kisses had us fooled for only a minute
And now we're waiting for your first mistake
Best you believe you won't be making another
You're like an angel until he got you undressed
Now you're the bruise that's surfaced
and we can't get rid of it
What can we say though you've got him under your spell
You're a witch but worse yeah you are something else
And I said you're only making me smile
She said that she can stay for a while
I can't give you a ring
But I can sing for just about anything
Lay down on my roof
And rest your eyes in my shirt
I'll lay down next to you
I've got a feeling that you're hurting
Hurting for a little bit of conversation
While we're staring up up at the constellations
Open up the beers and forget the bars
Cause it's you and me baby
throwing bottles at the stars
If you play your cards right you might
leave with a chance
And you're praying all night for some secret thing
I don't mind making this seem effortless
Lie down with your lies and maybe I don't sleep
I hope your feet are quicker than your lips
You're a witch but worse you are something else
Lay down on my roof
And rest your eyes in my shirt
I'll lay down next to you
I've got a feeling that you're hurting
Hurting for a little bit of conversation
While we're staring up up at the constellations
Open up the beers and forget the bars
Cause it's you and me baby
throwing bottles at the stars
Lay down on my roof
And rest your eyes in my shirt
I'll lay down next to you
I've got a feeling that you're hurting
Hurting for a little bit of conversation
While we're staring up up at the constellations
Open up the beers and forget the bars
Cause it's you and me baby
throwing bottles at the stars