The Palmer Squares - Lonesome Rhodes lyrics

[Sample from A Face in the Crowd] If whiskey don't get us, then women must And it looks like I'm never gonna cease my wondering [Verse 1: Acumental] I'm just a face in the crowd on some lonesome roads Takin' my sound from coast to coast until I break down Cuz without the one I love around I been feeling kinda troubled now, it's true! I used to lock eyes with my girl thinking, "She's so dreamy!" Thought life was always going to be so easy Naively, indeed Considering I wound up at the window shouting "Please don't leave me!" My life is kinda like a movie But I can't rewind back to that night in the jacuzzi Now I feel about as empty as this bottle in my hand Cuz I've been drinking since you left me and you got another man Damn! I'm sorry for any wrongs I did you And I hope this isn't one of them songs you skip through Cuz I miss you, and mean it sincerely Listen, girl, I need you to hear me I've been feeling beaten and battered From seein' you gather your things And leavin' after I presented my affection I love you more than words can wield the matter I'm not sure you're feeling flattered But that isn't the intent of my confession I guess I just feel the need to bear my soul And at the same time I think you have the right to know I'm so hung up on you, and it's plain to see But still every time I call, you hang up on me [Spoken: Acumental] {Voicemail Beep} Hey, so I guess we're playing the "let it ring once and send me straight to voicemail game now, huh?" Can you just call me back? I don't, I don't understand why we can't talk about this [Verse 2: Terminal Knowledge] Roses are red, and violets are blue Can't blink looking at you, it's like my eyelids are glued Falling for a girl, cold as winter The spring in her step, and her summer's groove She can dig it like a shovel do These bu*terflies ain't got a clue What they putting my stomach through If one's the loneliest number, let's make the number two I can't escape your hold like the glow that a candle makes Thighs flow like two sticks, a land o' lakes The handle breaks and we're locked in the room You and I make a mess like a mop and a broom Baby, please, just stay with me and maybe we can watch a flick You're the star, sparkling to say the least I'm the blazin' trees nitwit who let her slip away And she left me with a taste of that Maybeline lipstick Now, maybe I'm tripping, but I love you more than life itself In my mind, doing laps, on some Michael Phelps Differences attract, synonyms to antonyms Gone are the days of intimate companionship It's the equivalent of pa**ages from literary man*scripts Not a love song about my impotent abandonments Disguised as a lucrative deal Blindsided, left with wounds only her beauty could heal And I ain't never seen a (sky) look as blue as I feel In hindsight, we're never wise until the truth is revealed (sung) No matter how many times my head tells me I don't miss you I know my heart and my lips do And it's too difficult to comprehend That this is how it ends after all that we've been through Cuz when you left you took a part of me with you I don't know how to fill that space It's still your face I think about every morning when I wake Every hour of the day, right before I hit the hay No matter how many times my head tells me I don't miss you I know my heart and my lips do And it's too difficult to comprehend That this is how it ends after all that we've been through Cuz when you left you took a part of me with you I don't know how to fill that space It's still your face I think about every morning when I wake Every hour of the day, right before I hit the hay