Red & Orange Special Ryan Adams

[Verse 1]
There’s a river down in Nashville
Where the alcohol's so clean
You can wash away the sins of anyone but me
And if you’re not at the table then you’re probably the mill
Name goes higher on the menu as her drinks begin to spill
And it's too humid in the morning
Her mascara starts to fade
Into the silk of all the pillows
Where the codeine's set to lay
And when they wash away the garbage
All that horror will remain
And the red and orange special is burning on that midnight train

[Verse 2]
And if you try hard enough
Well maybe you just might believe
You still know exactly who you are
Til you panic and can’t breathe
But you’re just sweating in the mirror
You’re just melting in the sink
Like cheap trick birthday candles
Slow red flames burning into the pain

[Verse 3]
It is raining on the harbor
It is raining on the sea
I am rushing through the alleyway
I am almost free
You’re toxic and so selfish
Like you are some sort of saint
Walkin round the house and cussin
Counting all the things you hate
Put a bullet in the tv while you’re screaming at the clouds
Passing by us moving overhead
When there’s no one else around
I drink the poison when it's liquid
I drink the poison in your glass
Your kisses burn my tongue of feeling
Onion peels and fiber glass
It is raining on the cemetery
It is falling from the tree
There's detectives in the shadows
Taking notes on what I see
There’s a broken moon ascending
Like a sword up from the sea
There is no one there to give a fuck
And the midnight special is burning into the pain