Grace

Tickets on the table and our bags are by the door Once broken-hearted lovers don't live here anymore Kitchen's empty, ain't nothin' to see We covered all the windows and swallowed all the keys Gotta get away, gotta get away Gonna get paid, then we got to get away I've been listening to the breeze And miss you sitting next to me, next to me I haven't been back for a long, long while I wrote down my story with a half-drawn smile It's been hard not to celebrate Or be distracted by the open gate Gotta get away, gotta get away Gonna save face, then we got to get away I've been wandering around too long I need a destination where I can't go wrong, can't go wrong I've been packin' for a long, long time I boxed all my letters, and stamped all my rhymes Walkin' around in your high-heeled shoes While we drink mason jars of contraband booze Gotta get away, gotta get away Gonna say grace, then we got to get away I will go anywhere you say I promise some time soon we will get away