The Devil I Know Album Lyrics by Ashley McBryde

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Made For This

So you wanna know what it's like
A different city every night
Is it cocaine, is it champagne?
No tell motels with no name
Yeah, the spotlight hits you just right
You'll be loving living the songs you write
And if you really wanna know what I know
Is you really gotta want it

Most days you're stuck in a truck
One big break from blowing up
One of these days you're gonna get a bus
And let somebody else drive
But right now it's just Adderall, alcohol
The dressing room is a bathroom stall
But you turn it on when the big man calls
'Cause he ain't gonna call you twice
And it's calling home for a telephone goodnight kiss
You've gotta be made for this

Nothing beats the way it feels
Shaking hands and making deals
Signing autographs, having big laughs
With a superstar when you cross paths
And a big crowd singing so loud
It'll damn near drown you and the boys out
But feeling that feeling is all you ever wanted, yeah

'Cause most days you're stuck in a truck
One big break from blowing up
One of these days you're gonna get a bus
And let somebody else drive
But right now it's just Adderall, alcohol
The dressing room is a bathroom stall
But you turn it on when the big man calls
'Cause he ain't gonna call you twice
And it's calling home for a telephone goodnight kiss
Man, you've gotta be made for this

'Cause most days you're stuck in a truck
One big break from blowing up
One of these days you're gonna get a bus
And let somebody else drive
But right now it's just Adderall, alcohol
The dressing room is a bathroom stall
But you turn it on when the big man calls
'Cause he ain't gonna call you twice
It's calling home for a telephone goodnight kiss
You've gotta be made for this
Made for this
You've gotta be made for this

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Coldest Beer In Town

What happens out in Vegas don't always stay in Vegas
No, sometimes it looks you up and calls your house
And you know it rains every day down in the sunshine state
But that part of the brochure got left out

And there's a lot of things this world is gonna get you to believe
But if you have to buy the first one, the second one ain't free

And you know heartache is a hard way
Of finding out how life'll let you down
And a clean break, there ain't no such thing
It took a while, but I figured out
Every love don't last forever
Every stay don't stick around
And every bar ain't got the coldest beer in town

This beer ain't worth what I'm payin'
But I'm a sucker for a sayin'
Like "When you love someone you've got to set them free"
Man, I bought every line you sold me
Like that goodbye you told me
That you prettied up with "it's not you it's me"

And you know heartache is the hard way
Of finding out how life'll let you down
And a clean break, there ain't no such thing
It took a while, but I figured out
Every love don't last forever
Every stay don't stick around
And every bar ain't got the coldest beer in town

Light up that happy hour sign
It's just another neon lie
But, hell, whatever helps the bitter truth go down
Every love don't last forever
Every stay don't stick around
And every bar ain't got the coldest beer
They all ain't got the coldest beer in town

Heartache is the hard way

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Light On In The Kitchen

Always check the door before you lay down
Keep a glass of water by the bed
A dose of local honey will keep your nose from runnin'
Little things like that she's always said
Never back up farther than you have to
Pray for those that don't have a prayer

Honey, trust yourself
You better love yourself
'Cause 'til you do, you ain't no good for anybody else
And honey, boys are dumb
But you're gonna find your one
Love him hard, bless your heart
You'll need someone to listen
That's why I leave a light on in the kitchen

Pancakes just taste better after midnight
When you make friends, always be color blind
Your freckles make you pretty
There's more to life than bein' skinny
When you feel fat, it's mostly in your mind

So honey, trust yourself
You better love yourself
'Cause 'til you do, you ain't no good to anybody else
And honey, boys are dumb
But you're gonna find your one
Love him hard, bless your heart
You'll need someone to listen
And that's why I leave a light on in the kitchen

Well honey, trust yourself
Laugh at yourself
If somethin' tries to hold you back
Get up and give it hell
And for heaven's sake
Always have a place
That you can do some cryin' and some bitchin'
And always leave a light on in the kitchen

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Women Ain't Whiskey

There's a bar on every corner in this town
A stool you can drown on
Someone to take the morning after out on
If you're looking for some happy hour high
You'd better find another vice
No, you can't use me twice

Women ain't whiskey
You can't just quit me
When you get lonely
Come pick me back up
Have one too many
With your lips against me
Then leave me empty
When you've had enough

There's a wall with every label in bourbon county
For you to put your hands on
Burn you all damn night long
Don't call and say that you been thinkin' 'bout me
It's just the high your chasin'
I know it's intoxicatin'

But women ain't whiskey
You can't just quit me
And when you get lonely
Come pick me back up
Have one too many
With your lips against me
Then leave me empty
When you've had enough

If I ain't everything you want
Something else can get you drunk
Oh, oh

Women ain't whiskey
You can't just quit me
When you get lonely
Come pick me back up
Have one too many
With your lips against me
Then leave me empty
When you've had enough

Women ain't whiskey
Women ain't whiskey

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Learned To Lie

I traced it back to a couple months before I was born
I must've heard my mama tell my daddy
That she was tired, 'cause babies make you tired, but
Deep down she was just unhappy

I think my father did the best that he could do
He rarely made it to the dinner table
Said he was working late
But he was working late
Fogging up the windows of an '89 Sable

I, I learned to cry
Quietly, I learned to pray
Silently, inside a house where the Devil played
And I, hate that it runs in my blood
I hate how easy it comes
I wish I'd learned how to love the same way I
Learned to Lie

I learned to sing to Carole King on the radio
Learned to shoot on a little Red Ryder
I can drive a stick, and in a pinch
I can pop a bottle with a cigarette lighter

I, I learned to cry
Quietly, I learned to pray
Silently, inside a house where the Devil played
And I, hate that it runs in my blood
I hate how easy it comes
I wish I'd learned how to love the same way I
Learned to Lie

And I, I learned to say things I don't mean
Like "Stay" when I want you to leave
And when you don't come home or call
And I swear I don't mind
I hate that I know how it's done
When a moment just like this one comes
I just go numb and play dumb and look you in the eye
And lie

Oh and lie

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The Devil I Know

A little outside of Elizabethtown
There's a little bar where I'd sit down
And trade a couple country songs for Kentucky Bourbon
A little ol' gal in the middle of the night
Learning how to love and learning how to fight
And learning how to like my brand of hurting

Hell, there's hell everywhere I go
I'm just sticking with the devil I know

Momma says get my ass to church
Daddy says get my ass to work
Doctor says I gotta give up on these smokes
Everybody's got something to say
About how I gotta change my ways
But I got something to say of my own
Hell, there's hell everywhere I go
I'm just sticking with the devil I know

I love somebody everybody loves
And he's in love with my messed up
Most folks can't see my soul through the smoke
And we're suitcase marks on a hard wood floor
Flipping the bird and slamming the door
And peeling out and turning 'round and coming home

But hell, there's hell everywhere I go
So I'm sticking with the devil I know

Momma says get my ass to church
Daddy says get my ass to work
Doctor says I gotta give up on these smokes
Everybody's got something to say
About how I gotta change my ways
But I got something to say of my own
There's higher roads than I rode
And better choices than I chose
I'm just sticking with the devil I know

Momma says get my ass to church
Daddy says get my ass to work
Doctor says I gotta give up on these smokes
Everybody's got something to say
About how I gotta change my ways
But I got something to say of my own
Hell, there's hell everywhere I go
So I'm sticking with the devil I know

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Single At The Same Time

It's one of them "How you been? Fill me in on you"
Small talk, a couple shots, just like we always do
I ask you how your heart is and tell you about mine
We both laugh about the fact
That we've never crossed that line

But maybe in a another life
Or some other universe
There's a place where you and I
Found each other first
It's funny how it all works out, we're happy now
But it still crosses my mind
What could've been
If we ever would've been single at the same time

It's a shame timing ain't ever been on our side
I'm guessing if we were gonna kiss, it woulda been before tonight
But there's still those little moments when your eyes hold onto mine
And I wouldn't ask you to do nothing that would make us have to lie

But maybe in a another life
Or some other universe
There's a place where you and I
Found each other first
It's funny how it all works out, we're happy now
But it still crosses my mind
What could've been
If we ever would've been single at the same time

I'm good and you're good
I'll hug you like I'm supposed to
'Cause I've got and you've got someone to get back home to

Maybe in a another life
Some other universe
There's a place where you and I
Found each other first
It's funny how it all works out, we're happy now
But it still crosses my mind
What could've been
If we ever would've been single at the same time

At the same time

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Cool Little Bars

(One, two, three, four)

There's still a cigarette machine by the shuffleboard
A coin drop jukebox full of songs you don't hear much anymore
Names and dates carved right into the tabletops
An old pickle jar sitting on the bar where ya money goes

Same old dudes every afternoons playing dominoes
Six bucks buys a cold beer and a shot

And I pray time just forgets to turn places like this
Into drive-thru's and condos, Lord knows we need those
Little holes in the wall for lost souls and old stray dogs
God bless two for ones and broken hearts and cool little bars

The faded paint is covered up with dollar bills
From regulars and amateurs that all had time to kill
It's cookie-cutter corporate on this street
So Lord as I sit me down to drink

I pray time just forgets to turn places like this
Into drive-thru's and condos, Lord knows we need those
Little holes in the wall for lost souls and old stray dogs
God bless two for ones and broken hearts and cool little bars

Now I ain't sure how long this one's been around
But I know for sure I'm on holy ground

And I pray time just forgets to turn places like this
Into drive-thru's and condos, Lord knows we need those
Little holes in the wall for lost souls and old stray dogs
God bless two for ones and broken hearts
God bless two for ones and broken hearts and cool little bars
Cool little bars
Cool little bars
Cool little bars

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Whiskey and Country Music

I've tried all the cool meditations
Talk to friends 'til our faces turned blue
I've swallowed the shrink's medications
But when I'm missing you
I need my old go to

So pass me a bottle
And I won't refuse it
Put Patsy on vinyl
And, good Lord, I'll lose it
No, nothing takes the edge off when I'm going through it
Like whiskey and country music

One gets me drunk as a possum
The other one pours in a glass
They both pair quite nicely with lonesome
And too much of either one, and I'm showing my ass

Just pass me a bottle
And I won't refuse it
Put Patsy on vinyl
And good Lord, I'll lose it
No, nothing takes the edge off when I'm going through it
Like whiskey and country music

The older the better
They go down good together
Honey, wherever you are tonight
I don't give a damn
I got a drink in my hand
And enough in the jukebox to last me all night

Pass me a bottle
And I won't refuse it
Put Patsy on vinyl
Good Lord, I'll lose it
No, nothing takes the edge off when I'm going through it
Like whiskey and country music

Whiskey and country music

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Blackout Betty

Why you gotta show your ass like that?
Wake up smelling like you smoked three packs
Your teeth are all fuzzy and your mouth tastes bad
What time did you throw up?
Lost your keys and you lost your phone
Last night's make-up, still half on
And you don't even know how you got home
It's time for you to grow up

Blackout Betty
Blackout Betty

I'm starting to notice those smokers' lines
Your hands start shaking 'bout a quarter past five
Why can't I have just one glass of wine?
Yeah, I'm a real piece of shit sometimes

Blackout Betty
If I had a dollar every time you said we
Never doing that, never doing that
Never doing that again

Circles on your eyes
Bruises on your thighs
You're taking your regret and pouring it on ice

Blackout Betty
If I had a dime for every time you said we
Never doing that, never doing that
Never doing that
Here we go again
Blackout Betty
Blackout Betty
Blackout Betty

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6th Of October

I threw up this morning in Christiansburg, VA
I drove down from PA, slept in my van
And I can still taste the whiskey
From the last fool that kissed me
And the people who miss me
I can count on one hand

He missed by a mile, a Paso Fino caballo
That girl in Ohio
With hair black as coal
She was charmed for a moment
By a circus clown poet
And, boy, did he blow it and she let him go

Reckless hearts
The tattered and bruised ones
The slightly confused ones
The ones holding stools down in bars
They show up and find us
And gently remind us
To not be ashamed of our scars
Or who we are

I've been saying I was sober
Since the sixth of October
But all that was over
When I heard him say
There's a friend you been missin'
With a fifth in the kitchen
We started sippin' and he faded away

Reckless hearts
The tattered and bruised ones
The slightly confused ones
The ones holding stools down in bars
They show up and find us
And gently remind us
To not be afraid of our scars
Or who we are

So just live in the rhythm
And the rhymes when you get 'em
And the notes when you miss 'em
'Cause you drank all night long
In all of his runnin'
He showed me somethin'
That dyin' ain't nothin'
And I can't prove him wrong