Tears Like Heartbeats

It’s okay to sit by a window

On a Saturday night

Waiting for a car to pull up

So your neighbors can see

And you can show off a little

But the clock sleeps in

And the butter melts

Without a name to call

Dust plays around

While a feeling sinks in

That you’re drinking

Next to kitchen ornaments

Tears like heartbeats

Drums like rain

Big old hope

Without a tattoo to its name

Long, long reasons

You can’t wait to hear

And tears like heartbeats

Nothing but

Blue-eyed excuses

Pretty boy smiles

Left side of bullshit

Right side’s fine

Brand new dresses

That fit just right

It’s okay to be lonely

On a Saturday night

You can go dancing if you want

You don’t need to wait around for me

I’m just waiting for the mood to strike

For when I wanna be seen

I got so many problems, honey

I lost count of myself

So better not count on me

All I’m gonna give you is

Tears like heartbeats

Bread for wine

Almost happy

And you’re almost mine

Backed up chances

Blown out love

Tears like heartbeats

What else you got but—

What’s the price?

What’s the price

Of paradise?

What’s the risk

In putting on new shoes

What’s the chance

Of not being chosen

Who else you going

Dancing with, huh?

Huh?

Who else you

Going dancing

With?

Tears, tears, tears

So much crying

I’m running out of paper

Ink runs

Down my face

A writer’s wrong

For every right

And so here I am

Trusting you

With my Saturday night

And you gave me—

Tears like heartbeats

Blue for grey

At a loss

I guess tears are what you pay

When you’re loving

Someone grey

Well, wrong or right

It’s just a Saturday

Night