Text: Bree Sharp. More B.S.. Morning in a Bar.

Morning in a bar:
Daylight and an old beer bottle.
Sun's the only star,
In a sky that went from grey to yellow.

And the flashes
of the scene I made,
just the night before...
And the ashes
of my great undoing
lay scattered on the floor.

Morning in a bar,
me and the dawn,

and the consequences.
I let it go too far
While you were still sleeping
I was so senseless.

That's the way it goes
And now you'll go
and run me out of town
Cause everybody knows
the Fool I've been
I'll never live... this down.