Bridge City Rose

You didn't know, you couldn't stand
 To watch it all slip through your hands
 The wayward angel, your promised land
 They've burnt to the ground
 Stone-drunk on Halloween
 The shift is like some trick to me
 When a call comes from your balcony
 But no one's around
 So pick your fight, break down the door
 Endless nights waging war
 Against yourself on the bathroom floor
 Spilling it out
 Now I'm on the bed, her hair's undone
 My face is wet, her face is worn
 From empty years and bitter scorn
 And a Victorian love
 I don't wanna cause you grief
 And I don't wanna take the lead
 Hey little girl, all I wanna see
 Is you getting off
 Clenching thirst and heavy breath
 Naked as the night we met
 You left it up to me I guess
 But I'm slow on the draw
 So while the poor boys sit lonesome at the last call
 And the shy ones stare down at their toes
 I'll make way for that woman
 And the mean kingdom coming
 I get tired walking these streets alone
 And I call her my Bridge City Rose
 Yeah, I'll call her my Bridge City Rose
 The garden on her windowsill
 Her crystal moons and family stills
 Jawbone treasures, beatnik thrills
 And blood-red mulled wine
 The sweetgum hanging overhead
 With books I bought but never read
 Can I lay low here, can I stop instead
 And stay for a while?
 'Cause I can't remember the last time
 I wasn't drawn in neon lights
 Say come drink up the water's fine
 And the whiskey's half off
 But before you find yourself torn between lovers
 Or you're stuck wearing yesterday's clothes
 Best make way for that lady
 And her sweet spirit breaking
 Fine glass against any old stone
 Yeah, I called her my Bridge City Rose
 Yeah, I called her my Bridge City Rose