Austin

We had a plan Move out of this town baby West to the sand It’s all we talked about lately I’d pack the car, bring your guitar and Jane for smoking First thing at dawn you’d cue the songs and we’d get going But you weren’t home Waited on the porch for ya Sat there alone All throughout the morn till I Got a hunch, down in my gut And snuck around the back Empty cans and I’ll be damned Your shit was never packed Did your boots stop workin? Did your truck break down? Did you burn through the money? Did your ex find out? Where there’s a will then there’s a way and I’m damn sure you lost it Didn’t even say goodbye Just wish I knew what caused it Was the whiskey flowing? Were you in a fight? Did the nerves come get ya? What’s your alibi? I Made my way back to LA, and that’s where you’ll be forgotten In 40 years you’ll still be here, drunk, washed up in Austin Verse 2: A hell of bluff You had me believin’ How many months Did you plan on leaving What happened, bad habits Did you go back, Go batshit I loved you, how tragic Did your boots stop workin? Did your truck break down? Did you burn through the money? Did your ex find out? Where there’s a will then there’s a way and I’m damn sure you lost it Didn’t even say goodbye Just wish I knew what caused it Was the whiskey flowing? Were you in a fight? Did the nerves come get ya? What’s your alibi? I Made my way back to LA, and that’s where you’ll be forgotten In 40 years you’ll still be here, drunk, washed up in Austin Play Dumb Verse 1 How’s back home And how long till you’ll be leaving Are you alone? Cause that’s what I’ve been believing There's no sense in panic til I hear you Say it out loud Won’t you pick- up the phone So I can put down this feeling CHORUS Cause I heard she’s younger Both from the same town Friends with her brother Both from the same crowd But I’ve been just like her I’ve been the secret Remember last summer When I was your ____ ___ Yeah I can add two and two Say you dont love her And promise you mean it Say it with your chest Baby make me believe it I’ll play dumb Baby if that's what you want Im blonde Make love Play dumb I’ve known for months Play dumb I know about it cheating song play dumb idea !!!!!! i know it’s been months so how am i so bad at leaving there’s hope in your touch like you might change your mind and still need me v1 i’ve known it for months but why am i so bad at leaving to me you’re the sun and i guess i just still can’t believe it you told me that we’d tough it out through the rain but it’s been storming for months cant you see i’m fucking freezing what does she taste like? like the freedom that you once knew did you tell her the same lie that i’m just a girl you once knew but you held me that cold september night like there was nothing on your mind and your world was nothing but blue ● cause once that i admit that i’m not an idiot, you’ll move out and this house will burn down. so i’ll play dumb, for just one night longer. i’ll hold on, to your raw southern kiss and bit longer. and i’ll pretend that nothing happened but we’re still drowning in magic like we were back at 21, so i’ll play dumb, like i don’t exactly what you’ve done. Everyone is that person for someone is there weight to her breath is there smoke in her chest does she make you think of you and me back when we were younger when the whole world was at our feet Looked at me like you’d never find another bet she brings you right back to your golden days back when you weren’t a loser who leaves cause he’s too scared to say there’s hope in your touch like your guilty mind’s started it’s grieving ————-word vom———— you’re living in cycles A record on repeat You’re on your same bullshit She’s just a new me Chorus 3 Say you dont love her And promise you mean it Say it with your chest Baby make me believe it Austin V1: We had a plan Move out of this town baby West to the sand It’s all we talked about lately I’d pack the car, bring your guitar and Jane for smoking First thing at dawn you’d cue the songs and we’d get going But you weren’t home Waited on the porch for ya Sat there alone All throughout the morn till i Got a hunch, down in my gut And snuck around the back Empty cans and I’ll be damned Your shit was never packed Chorus: Did your boots stop workin Did your truck break down Did you burn through the money Did your ex find out Where there’s a will then there’s a way and I’m damn sure you lost it Didn’t even say goodbye Just wish I knew what caused it Was the whiskey flowing Were you in a fight Did the nerves come get ya What’s your alibi I Made my way back to LA, that’s where you’ll be forgotten in 40 years you’ll still be here, drunk, washed up in Austin Verse 2: A hell of bluff You had me believin’ How many months Did you plan on leaving What happened, bad habits Did you go back, Go batshit I loved you, how tragic Chorus: Did your boots stop workin Did your truck break down Did you burn through the money Did your ex find out Where there’s a will then there’s a way and I’m damn sure you lost it Didn’t even say goodbye Just wish I knew what caused it Was the whiskey flowing Were you in a fight Did the nerves come get ya What’s your alibi so i bought my way back to LA that’s where you’ll be forgotten in 40 years you’ll still be here, drunk, washed up in Austin Chorus 3: Did your boots stop workin Did your truck break down Did you get too settled In your sunburnt town Me and my much bigger life Never did fit in here I wish you well and wish you hell And wish you’d call me home dear So when you’re at the local getting in a fight See a blonde hair beauty on the tv lights Who made her way out to LA, she’ll never be forgotten but in 40 years you’ll still be here, drunk, washed up in– Bridge: Did your boots give out Did your truck break down Did your mind run round Did your cash run out Did your boots give out Did you truck break down Did your mind run round Did our flame burn out Vocals: Anna Dasha Novotny Masterer, Mixer, Recorded  By: Austin Seltzer Masterer, Mixer: Bardo Novotny Assistant  Recording  Engineer: Nico Fabito Producer: Travis Heidelman Writer: Anna Dasha Novotny Writer: Kenneth Travis Heidelman Writer: Adam Wendler Writer: Cheyenne Rose Arnspiger ℗ Warner Records/VERSION III, ℗ 2023 Dasha, under exclusive license to Warner Records Inc. אחרי הופעה מחשמלת אצל ג’ימי קימל ואחרי שכבשה את הטיטוק “אוסטין” של הזמרת דאשה ממשיך לטוס ברחבי העולם ומגיע לשיאים יומיים חדשים בכל יום לאחר שחצה יותר מ-2 מיליון השמעות ביומיים ברחבי העולם בספוטיפיי בלבד. תמונת פרומו הורד תמונת פרומו הורד תמונת פרומו הורד ניוזלטר הורד תמונת עטיפה הורד YouTube Spotify Website Apple Music Instegram TikTok Facebook Twitter more... 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