[00:00:09] With a heart like a woman, and a mouth like a can
[00:00:14] Watch her tied in a loop, dye her Pepsi in her hand
[00:00:19] Pulling on a cigarette, with her dog in her lap
[00:00:24] The one she shares with her ex
[00:00:27] Don't know how she handles that, but it's all she knows
[00:00:39] And the weather turns to grease, when her friends stay on around
[00:00:45] As the ash hangs in the trees that lie on the streets of her town
[00:00:50] She's a loud Alexa pro, with her head full of scotch
[00:00:56] But she swears she won't go insane
[00:00:58] At least not on my watch, but it's all she knows
[00:01:10] She lies awake in the sun, and I'm afraid of the way this feels
[00:01:21] Calling rain from the mire
[00:01:24] It's a pain, it's a rush
[00:01:27] When you're hopelessly in love
With a small town Joan of Arc