From your home.

To our house.

Everybody on their feet.

Come on.

I know you know this part come on sing it with me.

I took a trip down memory lane.

With wiffle ball bats and fresh cut grass.

Wind in my hair all over the place.

A soft summer breeze and scrapes on my knee Every road you take leads back to where youre from.

No matter how far you get from home.

Even when mama don't pick up the phone.

When you run out of things to see Go back to where your roots run deep I know it's hard to rekindle that flame So take one more trip down memory lane I took a trip down memory lane On a winding back road in the midnight glow Took a trip to the past.

No need to explain.

No more sitting around.

Slowing life down.

Cause every road you take leads back to where youre from No matter how far you get from h Even when Mama dont pick up the phone When you run out of things to see Go back to where your roots run deep I know it's hard to rekindle that flame.

So take one more trip down memory lane.

No matter how far you get from home.

Even when Mama dont pick up the phone When you run out of things to see.

Go back to where your roots run deep.

I know it's hard to rekindle that flame So take one more trip down memory lane.

Down memory lane.

Down memory lane.

How are we feeling Pittsburgh?

I fell in love with music when I saw my sister Lucia in Cats the Musical.

And I wanted to do what she did.

That was like the first, like, thought that came in my mind was, I want to be on stage.

I fell in love with being on stage and just singing and whatever that entailed, whether that was, you know, theater or just, you know, I ended up, you know, falling in love with playing piano.

I just, I just loved music.

And as I stopped doing theaters, I was growing up, I fell in love with just writing songs and getting to play piano and getting to, you know, express myself in that way.

And, that was just, it's just the biggest blessing every time I look back on it, because I don't know where I'd be if I wasn't either listening to music or playing music.

I don't know what what else I'd be doing right now.

First time ever for my fingers on a piano.

I was not very good at it, which was frustrating because I was usually good at everything.

I tried it the first time, like sports.

Singing it was.

It always came naturally but piano for some reason, didn't I fell in love with it.

I mean, I asked my parents immediately to put a piano in our house just so I could always practice, and they put it in their room.

It was this white, beautiful upright piano, and they'll say, to this day, I was the only one.

All of us took lessons.

All five of my siblings, and I was the only one that would go in there and practice.

Like being on stage.

It was an escape.

It was.

It was so much fun to get to do something that, you know, just like felt like, you know, when you press a note on a piano, you make it happen and it's like something inside you gets to get to come out for a little bit of time.

So.

Well, my name is Mario Williams.

This is an EP release show, so we're going to play a new one.

If you guys knew it already, it's called Stuck On You.

Only got 48 hours till Im back in your arms.

Only got a few more heartbreak songs till I'm moving along.

Yeah, I've been missing you, baby.

I've been needing your touch.

Been holding on to you like a bad crutch.

Only got a couple things to do till I'm packing my bags.

Only got a long afternoon till You're all that I have.

Yeah, Ive been missing you, baby.

I've been losing sleep.

Can't seem to shake you like a bad dream.

We could take the long walk home.

Dont gotta say anything at all Its a small town, babe You know where I'll be.

Stained into my memory.

Aint too close but you aint too far Just enough to miss you more Hell or high water, Ill pull through My mind may race my hearts stuck on you My mind may race my hearts stuck on you My voice fades away.

My hands start to shake.

Only see you in my dreams.

But I'm lying awake and Ive been taking every medication I can find.

But there aint no cure for a restless mind.

We can take the long walk home.

Dont gotta say anything at all.

Its a small town, babe You know where Ill be Stained into my memory.

Aint too close and aint too far Just enough to miss you more Hell or high water, Ill pull through My mind may race my hearts stuck on you.

My mind may race, but my hearts stuck on you.

Im stuck on you.

We can take the long walk home.

Dont gotta say anything at all.

Its a small town babe You know where Ill be Stained into my memory.

Aint too close and aint too far Just enough to miss you more Hell or high water, Ill pull through My mind may race, but my hearts Stuck on you.

Thank you, thank you.

You guys still feeling good out there?

We all good?

Yeah.

Well, like I said, my name is Mario Williams.

This is my band.

So thankful to be here, be back home, get to play all new original songs, for the first time ever.

So that's daunting.

But I'm glad I get to do it, especially in my hometown.

I've had the best support system I could have ever asked for.

Family and friends.

It means it's why I do everything in my life.

It's the I, it's I, I'm quite literally at a loss for words when I talk about the support system.

I've been blessed with my family for sure have been the biggest supporters of me.

Whether I'm getting down on myself about music or just about life in general.

I mean, they never hesitate to reach out a hand and lift me up.

Family's always like been the number one thing in my life.

My mom, my dad, and my siblings, all of them, they were also different.

But we're all so close.

So I'd say that's that's like I said, that's been the biggest blessing because I've, you know, had five built in best friends my whole life.

And then my grandparents too.

A lot of people, you know, are blessed to have grandparents.

I was blessed to have, you know, just a second set of parents because they were basically that, you know, they helped my mom and dad raise us.

So I'd say outside of music, it's a lot of, you know, family and friends that have influenced me.

I never, you know, it's never lost on me.

How many people have helped get me to where I am.

Not even just in my career, but as a human.

I've had a lot of influences, which I think is honestly been super beneficial.

Bruce Springsteen, I mean, that was always on in the car.

E Street Radio was always on.

But my grandparents, you know, kind of growing up with like the golden standards of like, Sinatra, Dean Martin, that was, you know, the soundtrack of growing up, I guess in theater, too, like theater when I was growing up was it's such a cool point because there was so many different musicals.

I mean, that had different types of music.

So getting to listen to all that just expanded my horizons even more.

You start writing, you start thinking about, you know, all the different types of music.

You, you know, grew up listening to, like Glen Campbell was one that has always come to mind as I've been writing, in new guys like Chris Stapleton, you know, Zach Bryan, you know, Mumford and Sons, like, they they all come to mind And you don't realize until you start beginning to craft your own music that you're like, wow.

Like, I'm so lucky that I grew up in a, in a place that was just a melting pot of so, so many different sounds, so many different genres that, you know, you don't think are going to influence you later.

But when you you recall something, you're like, wow, I can't believe I remember that.

You didn't, you know, you never thought you'd you'd include that in a, in a, you know, Americana country song, but that's like, wow.

You know, it just comes out of nowhere.

And I think I'm just so blessed to have had so many different influences and that they still are, like, so prevalent in the music I make today.

Tonight I feel cold and tonight I feel alone.

Maybe it's a change in the weather.

Tonight I had a drink and tonight I start to think.

Why this moving on is taking me forever.

Maybe it's the rope that you tied around my heart is keeping us from falling apart.

Who said that my life was fair game?

And why am I the only one who has to pay?

All your words were empty that night.

And I'm left picking up the pieces every time.

Was any of it real?

Or did you have some time to kill?

How can you defend your choices?

Excuses for your actions but I can see right past it.

Even though I'm thirsty, I won't drink your poison.

Burning in my head, when you opening these scars While I trust you with this broken heart.

Who said that my life was fair game?

Why am I the only one who has to pay?

All your words were empty last night.

Im left picking up the pieces every time.

Who said that my life was fair game?

Why am I the only one who has to pay?

All your words were empty last night.

I'm left picking up the pieces every time.

Every time.

It's a new one.

It's called “What It Does to Me”.

Driving on a two lane road with an empty passenger seat, trying not to lose control.

My heart beat like a stampede.

Hanging on every word that you said to me last week.

And that smile on your face, when I said I found a place for you and me.

And in my head, and around my mouth was the things Im thinking ain't coming out right When you say my name All gentle and sweet.

How could you know what it does to me?

When the dollars and police on the highway To make a fool out of me waste your time.

I got the floor.

Dont know where to start I'm scared of fragile things instead of breaking your heart.

Your heart.

But Im in my head and out of my mind Cause the things Im thinking aint coming out right.

The way you say my name all gentle and sweet.

How could you know what it does to me?

And Im in my head and out of my mind Cause the things Im thinking aint coming out right.

When you say my name all gentle and sweet.

How could you know what it does to me?

Ohhh Ohhh What it does to me.

Thank you.

I'm big on just getting ideas down.

Figuring out.

You know what I want to write about?

Figuring out what story I want to tell.

But sometimes it's as simple as I'm sitting with my guitar in my hands, and I come up with something cool on my guitar, and I'm like, that would probably be a cool song.

Sounds cool.

So it really depends.

And that's the beauty of it.

Like, that's what's so much fun.

Like when I get to sit with, you know, some of my bandmates and we get to make a song together, it's so much fun because it's different every time.

So it's like you're doing it for the first time all over again.

I'd say a lot of personal experiences are tied to my music I'd say pretty much all of it in some way, shape or form.

For sure, A lot, a lot of personal experiences are included on my music.

Good and bad.

And I think, like I said, that's what makes art and music so beautiful.

It's like a part of you.

And it's nice when, especially when you get to release a song.

Finally, it's like, well, that's a part of the world.

I got to say that.

And that's like, that's out now.

I'm never afraid to talk about my feelings or be vulnerable, even though it is a scary thing.

I mean, for sure it's scary when you put something in there.

You're like, people are definitely going to know what I'm talking about, or that's so specific that that's totally just to the original experience, but then you realize it's not that original.

So then it's it's great.

It's great to get to share those feelings with people, especially when you write it with someone else and you're kind of in the writing room and talking about, yeah, this happened to me.

And that's kind of why I want to say it this way.

Honestly, I think personally it what it's what makes the art a lot better when you make it personal and kind of don't really remove yourself.

Obviously you can, but I like I like it being a part of my life.

I think, especially if I have to go play the song or sing it.

I mean, why wouldn't I want it to be a part of who I am?

The leaves have changed, its getting colder down here.

There ain't much hope for me to have a better year.

I just want to lay in your arms for the sun rising over the pier On a lake back home.

Where no one knows what time it is.

I've seen Hell.

He's a man I don't want to be.

But it still hurts like hell.

When there's no breath of life in me.

In these worn out boots I'm traveling and I, Leave it all behind.

Fade it alive.

My hands are cold.

My eyes are wet.

But I'm not where I'm going yet.

Until then, I'm walk a thin line.

Until I find the place where I got no time.

I hear a voice trail and cross the meadows.

Visit the ones I've lost.

Or is it just an empty shadow?

Calling me back to a life I left behind.

Whispering in my ear about the truth Im too scared to find.

I've been through hell and all the secrets he tries to keep.

And I've been hurt like hell.

Ripping every ounce of life in me.

In these worn out boots I'm traveling and I. Leave it all behind and fade it alive.

My hands are cold.

My eyes are wet.

But I'm not where I'm going yet.

Until then, I'll walk a thin line.

Until I find the place where I got no time.

In these worn out boots I'm traveling and I. Leave it all behind and faded it alive.

My hands are cold, my eyes are wet.

But I'm not where I'm going yet.

Until then I, walk.

a thin line.

Until I find the place where I got no time.

Thank you, thank you.

This semester was, a great one, but it was long.

I, worked all semester to record an EP called “Love Either Way”.

I just released it yesterday, January 9th.

And it took a took a while to figure out what I wanted to say, and, I'm glad that this is when it came out.

I couldnt have done it without my roommate Jacob here producing and mixing every track on the EP and writing three of the four with me.

And, yeah, I dont know, I'm so grateful to be able to play all of them in my hometown.

You guys may know this one I wrote it in high school.

It's called “Love Either Way”.

To live this great adventure.

Felt you by my side.

Well it would be pointless.

But you think its alright.

To live this great adventure.

And I come home to you.

How am I supposed to face that?

After all we've been through.

You could break my heart in two and tear me apart and Id still come running back to you.

You could walk away, and Id still pray we get the chance to say I do.

I used to stay up all night.

And wonder what went wrong.

But my bleeding heart can only take it for so long.

So I will love you either way even if you dont stay.

I will love you either way.

I will love you either way.

I will love you either way.

Even if you don't stay.

I will love you either way.

Even if you don't stay.

Please stay.

I want you to stay.

Please stay.

For me.

Please stay.

Thank you, thank you.

I owe, every key moment Every specific like breakthrough to you know everyone who's contributed.

Everyone who's been there for me.

Whether that been, you know, a friend I had when I was a kid or or, you know, best friends in high school, best friends in college.

Like I said, my family, I owe them everything because I couldn't do what I do in life.

And as my career without a village, without, you know, constant support, it's hard.

Like, musics hard.

It's not easy.

There are days where I sit in my apartment and I'm like, dang, like, this is like, this is tough.

But all it takes is a call to dad.

All it takes is a call to mom.

I've had.

I've had a great life surrounded by a lot of good moments.

You know, I've had.

I've had a life where I got to grow up, you know, smiling more than I was crying.

I'm going to bring it back up.

Sorry to depress you all, but this ones a song I wrote about my hometown.

It's called “Porch Swingin”.

No son of mines gonna take too long Grab my shoes I'm out the door.

Keys Turn over, hear the humming of the motor.

Burning through dads CD It's all I think of When I'm gone away.

Now it's time to ohhh Porch swingin by that oak tree And Mama singing that old Springsteen And my hungry heart wont run too far from that homemade remedy And I'm just porch swinging When my voice aint singing right And tossing and turning and cold sweats most nights.

When this guitar weights heavy on my heart.

And I got knowhere left to turn.

Don't need a map or satellite.

Follow those lines on I 79.

Porch swinging by that old oak tree and Mama singing that old Springsteen And my hungry heart won't run too far from that homemade remedy.

And I'm just porch swinging.

God Dad sees its no limousine.

But I'll ride it til the wheels fall off.

No G.P.S.

and mom said it best.

Honey dont know what you have till its gone.

Got Dads CD, its no limousine but Ill ride it til the wheels fall off.

No GPS and Mom said it best.

Honey, you don't know what you have till its gone.

Porch swinging by that oak tree And Mama singing that old Springsteen And my hungry heart wont run too far from that homemade remedy.

And I'm just porch swinging And Im Just porch swinging.

Thank you, thank you.

Come on, we need a little more energy than that.

Come on, how we feeling?

This next song is a song I wrote And I was dating a girl a couple of years ago.

And I was flying into an airport.

And she was flying out.

We were going to see each other for the first time, in like a couple months and I asked to see her and she didnt want to see me.

So I wrote a song about it.

Its called “Waiting for You”.

You say my soul has sane My voice dont sound the same.

Any excuse for you to walk away You just want me to cry for you to stay.

Slipping through your fingers all the time.

It's hard to hold onto even though I try.

Watch me fall right through the cracks.

But you wrote me off.

But I ain't writing back I won't be waiting for you.

You got nothing left to lose.

You punch me but I don't bruise.

You won't find me standing in some airport line, waiting for you to get off your flight.

Done and out on a curve somewhere Wondering if you doing well I remember everything.

The missed calls and the mystery On the edge of the bed singing with me But now you're watching from the nosebleeds.

I won't be waiting for you.

You got nothing left to lose.

You punch me but I dont bruise.

You wont find me standing in an airport line waiting for you to get off your flight.

Down and out on a curve somewhere wondering if you doing well.

This time I'll be better.

Write you letters with the best intentions.

But it wont be half enough for you.

I won't be waiting for you.

You got nothing left to lose.

Come on, punch me.

I wont bruise.

You won't find me.

Standing is in some airport line waiting for you to get off your flight.

Down and out on a curve somewhere Im wondering if you are doing well Ohhh.

You got nothing left to lose.

You punch me but I don't bruise.

Punch me but I dont bruise.

Come one punch me I wont bruise Thank you.

So you may have seen earlier.

But if the girl to my left is the lovely Caroline Bowling.

And she wrote it with me and Jake.

It's a beautiful song.

So if anything, it's more reason to go listen to it on Spotify or wherever you stream music.

Still see you in my driveway.

How could I hesitate?

To say what's on my mind.

Waiting on an outbound plane.

Another trip home without seeing your face.

Would one call be a crime?

40,000ft above the Smokies.

Heading for the winter across the city I guess Im good with the colder air.

I got me a one way ticket It's not worth risking, in case I say I need you right here.

Got to leave the sound before the Smokies.

Don't matter how far I run.

I'm still in pieces after us.

It'll all be over soon.

If the weather holds.

Could sometimes when I close my eyes I still see South Carolina.

Holding my head.

Footprints in the sand.

Looking back now I only see mine.

Maybe the waves are washing you away.

But tonight you are on my mind.

No matter how far I run.

Im still in pieces after us.

It all be over soon.

If the weather holds.

I'm still stuck on the parts of us that we had when we were young.

And I dont miss you at all I just wish you would call.

Is it a sin?

I wonder how you been.

And I dont miss you at all.

Im still stuck Id just wish you would call.

On parts of us.

Is it a sin?

That we had when we were young.

to wonder how youve been.

No matter how far I run I'm still in pieces after us.

It will all be over soon.

If the weather holds.

Caroline Bowling everyone.

Thank you.

I wrote this song last year called “Nosedive”, and I released it, and I wrote a song.

I wrote it with my buddy Jake, who's in my band, and he's like, my best friend, hes my roommate.

It was our first song we ever wrote together and ended up being, like, my biggest song ever released yet.

It got a bunch of country music playlisting and, did it did pretty well.

And it was a it meant a lot to me because that was a song I just kind of put out there because I wanted to put it out there.

And the one line in the chorus is, I guess it ain't a bad day to let an angel down.

And I wrote it, and every time I sing it, I usually get choked up because I wrote it about letting my family down and letting my my mom, my grandma down.

And so that's kind of, it was kind of what the line, I know it's very sad, but but that's I get choked up almost every time I sing it.

And but I think that's like I said, that's the beauty of it.

I mean, it's something that's like inside me and, it was, you know, great to get that out.

And it's a great song, even though it's really sad and everyone loves it when we play it.

So it's good.

It's going to keep getting played.

I got a tattoo.

Don't remember in a place I wont forget.

These nights will be the death of me but that ain't happening yet Took a bottle off the shelf I ran that bottle dry.

Went looking for a fight and ended with a nosedive.

And the last thing I do will be doing it right the first time You're looking at me sideways.

I'm red handed this time.

I guess it ain't a bad day to let an angel down.

Should probably pray to Jesus now, Itd only be right.

And yeah, it Ain't a bad day I let an angel down.

I tried writing all the prayers and thoughts in my head.

Took a lighter to the paper and watched it burn instead.

I got used to silence eating me alive.

You told me stand strong.

But I ended with a nosedive.

And the last thing I do will be doing it right the first time You looking at me sideways, I'm red-handed this time.

I guess it ain't a bad day to let an angel down.

Should probably pray to Jesus now, Id only be right.

And yeah it aint a bad day I let an angel down.

I got a tattoo.

I don't remember And it ended with a nosedive.

Thank you guys very much.

Thank you.

I couldn't keep going until I introduce my band to you guys.

Obviously couldn't do what I do without him.

Their some of my best friends in the whole world.

So this one's a song about gambling.

So catch us on the North Shore at Three Rivers after this one.

On keys all night from Atlanta, Georgia.

Jake Vrazel.

Also from Atlanta, Georgia.

On fiddle all night.

Josie James.

Off of this and acoustic guitar from Richmond, Virginia Caroline Bowling.

From right here, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania on lead guitar all night.

Austin Avsec.

Everybody's favorite cowboy on bass all night.

Hailing from Houston, Texas.

The mighty Jax Stoeher.

And last but certainly not least from the hills of Tennessee.

He got to practice with his bare hands.

True story.

Gunnar!

My name is Mario Williams And this is called “Hit Me”.

Packed a seat backed suitcase And then I hit the roof with my back to make a few bucks.

Sleeping on a motel floor.

I ain't been home in six months.

Dad's wondering where I've been.

Blood on my hands and five wars I'm never win.

I got two chance standing at the table.

In a back alley.

Staring down a barrel.

But you know me I got an ace up my sleeve.

All I got to say is hit me.

Hit me again.

They all know my name in Vegas for all the reasons But the right one and one more shot and Im putting on my 16.

I'm in it for the long haul.

There ain't no end in sight all night, I'm a wreck in the morning.

Threw my keys on the tray cause I'm planning on staying in the city.

You say.

I got two tans standing at the table In a back alley, staring down a barrel.

But you know me, Ive got an ace up my sleeve All I gotta say is Hit me, hit me again.

I got two change standing at the table.

In a back alley staring down a barrel.

You know me, I got an ace up my sleeve.

All I got to say is Oh, hit me, hit me again.

Oh wont you hit me, hit me again?

Thank you.

I feel like I have a lot of those ah-ha moments.

Like to this day, like just last year.

Like my first true, like, headline show in my hometown.

Sold out.

Seeing people, like, sing songs that I wrote when I was 15.

Like, back to me.

That was like, that was a huge moment for me.

When you're doing something you love, every time you get a chance to do it, it's an ah-ha moment and every time I get to sit in a writing room and write a song, I get to go watch a concert, not even be the one performing, get to go see, like the music and the art I love and that I've chosen to make my life.

That's an ah-ha moment every time.

I mean, that's the beauty of music.

It's.

It's everywhere and it's everything to me and to a lot of people.

So it's a shared experience for sure.

It's like I get to share how I feel with other people and, you know, sometimes they feel the same way, sometimes they don't.

And when they do feel the same way, it's good to talk about that.

And kind of get to relate to them and I don't know it.

Like I said, I don't think I don't think it's as much of a responsibility as it is, like more of a gift, I think.

And like I said, I feel so lucky that people even listen to my music, let alone want to talk about it.

So I think I'm becoming someone that's, you know, very rooted in faith, very rooted in family, and very rooted in just positivity and love.

And I think, no, I know music has in some way, shape or form given me that.

I'm becoming someone that is just.

Really like rooted in this is what I want to do.

This is who I want to do it with.

And wherever I'm going, I'm going to be okay, because I'm living like in the present.

I've got I've had problems where I've been really preoccupied with the past.

And like I said, wrong decisions I've made and, you know, mistakes I've made.

And then that inherently makes me worry about the future.

Like, what is that going to look like?

And everyone does.

But I think because of music and because of the process I'm in right now, it's been very good to be able to slow things down and, you know, be calm and just live now.

And I think that's something that I would say is, is part of who I wanted to become.

And I've started to become, I think I truly am, so happy to be able to do this here.

I wouldn't want to do an EP release show anywhere else.

I'm so glad I get to do it.

You know, on home turf.

This is a little song about the people we love driving us crazy.

It's called Short Fuse.

You know its a single.

Egg shells on the carpet left over from last night.

Love to keep me guessing on when I said I wouldnt write try to use my reason But youre the reason Im on fire You say I wasnt listening, And Im acting like a child.

So Ill keep Holding on tight.

With my fingers clutching lit dynamite.

Even if it don't make much sense.

And I'm running off with you.

I cant explain our strange romance and I don't aim to keep you confused I'm in love in your Short Fuse.

Keeping me up.

It's half past three.

And an old grin is on your face.

And I can't leave.

Because you took my key.

But I prefer that anyway.

So I'll keep holding on tight, my fingers Clutching lit dynamite.

Even if it don't make much sense.

And I'm running on fumes.

I can't explain our strange romance.

I don't aim to keep you.

I'm in love with your Short fuse.

I'm in love with your Come on, sing it with me.

Because I get cold so easily.

I'm in love with your heat.

Cause I get cold so easily.

I'm in love with your heat, I'm not going on till you sing it.

Come on.

Cause I get cold so easy.

I'm in love with your heat.

I'm in love with your heat.

Cause I get cold so easily.

I'm in love with your heat.

Cause I get cold so easily.

Even if it don't make much sense.

And I'm running on fumes.

I cant explain, our strange romance And I don't aim to keep you confused.

Im in love with your short fuse.

Oh Im in love with your short fuse.

Hearing someone sing your song back to you.

It's so cliche, but it's.

It's like awesome.

I didn't think it was going to be as cool because, you know, you see it in arenas, you know, but you're like, that's tens of thousands of people.

So that's like, that's cooler than having, you know, 50 people sing your song back to you.

But even having like a group of five or even just my mother singing, you know, a song back to you or one of your friends, it's it's still like it doesn't get old.

I don't ever take it for granted, because every time I get up there and someone you know likes the song and they sing it and they dance to it, they're hooting and hollering.

It makes me want to, you know, keep writing more songs like that and hoot and holler more with them.

You definitely reach, a flow state for lack of a better term.

You get, you get to a certain point where you feel you could like it's tangible in the room and you could feel that's in the writing room, too.

But especially live like you feel like you have magic in a bottle.

And, like, especially once you get nervous because you're like, I got to keep this going.

But once, once it starts, like rolling, you're like, all right, this is good.

You got to keep it up.

But it's pretty easy once it once you get it started, like once you catch a spark, it's it's pretty easy to catch fire.

Like I said, we're going to rock out one more time.

Is that all right?

I said is that all right?

This is a new one.

Its on the release we wrote it a couple months ago.

It's called Streetlight Spells.

Barley eighteen, shutting down bars with a fake ID.

The boys are going out, Im loosing my seat.

Left a good girl back home.

Watching bridges burn.

Throw you a worthless smile, now I know you won't break my curse.

Here we are, driving lap times in parallel.

Doomed from the start falling under the streetlight spell.

I kept my eyes on the road to all things, till you were gone.

And I dont even your name.

You searching for someone new, now youre someone else.

And Im playing on the streetlight spell.

We feeling good out there?

Falling in love For the first time this month.

Thought I had your attention but you keep getting up.

Sitting in the bar alone, as my self control.

Guess I should have known.

You're up and gone.

I do this every time.

I do this every time.

Well here we are talking lifetimes in parallel.

From the start falling on the streetlight spell.

I kept my eyes on the road too long then And you were gone.

And I don't even know your name.

Searching for someone new, now youre someone else.

And I blame it on the streetlight spells.

Sitting in this bar Where's my self control?

Thank you guys so much.

Thank you!

Ended with a nosedive.

And the last thing I do will be doing it right the first time.

You're looking at me sideways.

I'm red handed this time.

I guess it ain't a bad day to let an angel down.

Should probably pray to Jesus now, Id only be right.

It Ain't bad day.

I let an angel down.

I tried writing all the prayers and thoughts in my head.

Took a lighter to the paper and watched it burn instead.

I got used to silence eating me alive.

You told me stand strong, But I edned with a nosedive.

And the last thing I do will be doing it right the first time.

You're looking at me sideways.

Im red handed this time.

I guess it aint a bad day to let an angel down.

Should probably pray to Jesus now, Id only be right And yeah, it aint a bad day, I let an angel down.

Oh.

I got a tattoo.

I dont remember And it ended with a nosedive.