Ticker Tape - Jukebox Lyrics

Sitting on the curb with your face in your hands again
Shame covered up by the smell of Malboro Reds
You said that last time, it'd be the last time
But you call my phone at 4am, each week the same I wish it'd be different
The color is absent in the self-portrait you paint

I just want to be the song
The first one that you look for in every jukebox you come along
The one that takes away the pain and washes down that drink
You asked Lucy behind the bar to make double strong

You were top of the class decorated with accolades
Rockets for legs, you were destined to go some place
Why didn't you take off
We were five-dollar scratchers you were the lottery
But left penniless by thoughts of who you oughtta be
You can't erase mistakes- the bottle makes more to bare

I just want to be the song
The first one that you look for in every jukebox you come along
The one that takes away the pain and washes down that drink
You asked Lucy behind the bar to make double strong

So hop in my car I've cleaned it out since we first met
We can drive far from this place- please don't make me beg
We've all done our share of things in life that we regret and wish to forget

I just want to be the song
The first one that you look for in every jukebox you come along
The one that takes away the pain and washes down that drink
You asked Lucy behind the bar to make double strong