I wait by the door of the saloon

It's long past I'll be there soon

And I try my best to keep my cool

But I'm shakin' in my boots

It's half past when you told me to be here

In the letter you signed Love, William

I snuck out the back door of the church

To sit alone in the corner booth when

I, I see you walk in and

I, I can smell the bourbon

You, you said that you quit drinkin'

As you st-st-stutter stutter my name

And I don't wanna fight you

In my Sunday dress

So please don't further damage

This tragically beautiful mess

Our house was built on broken bones

The ones we've made from throwin' stones

To me it was the perfect love

But how calamitous it was

You put your arm around me

Give me the love I desperately need

And where your hand rests

Covers the bruises perfectly

And I wish that they would just disappear

But it's the only sign that you ever cared

The only colors I know now are black and blue

But at least it means I've got you

You hold my hand as we walk home

And all is fine, the world is right,

til the lights turn off

A switch you flip, your hand you give, a line that you cross

And I know it's wrong, but you're my drug and I'm addicted

I don't wanna fight you

In my Sunday dress

So please don't further damage

This tragically beautiful mess

Our house was built on broken bones

The ones we've made from throwin' stones

To me it was the perfect love

But how calamitous it was

And I read every word you ever wrote to me

And left them in a box under the bed you made, oh

Sometimes love just don't add up to be enough

So somehow I found the courage to leave

I left you in the morning

But now they can smell the bourbon

I swore I'd never turn to drinkin'

But now I st-st-stutter, stutter your name, oh

I ride away from you

In my Sunday dress

So you can't further damage

This tragically beautiful mess

Our house was built on broken bones

The ones we made from throwin'stones

I thought it was the perfect love, oh

But now I know it was never really love

And how calamitous it was

How calamitous it was, Oo

I wait by the door of the saloon,

They open soon