May Songwriting Challenge- Day 10/12: Just Like That

Well folks, this weekend I’ll be playing catch up. Unfortunately, I’ve had a sick pup for a few days and worrying about him has consumed all of my energy. I’ve had ideas about what I’ve wanted to write every day, and even thrown a few lines together for a couple of first verses, but I just haven’t had the interest in completing them. Well, this morning, we are going to turn that around! I feel like my writing is getting rougher as the month goes on, but this month is about quantity. Next month can be all about re-writes!

I started putting this one together on May 10^th. 

Just Like That

© 2018 Chelsey Sears 

V1:

Twelve days into a week-long binge

Hanging by a thread, survivin’

On cold pizza and General Tso’s

At the bottom of a bottle, it’s a new high low

Whoa-whoa, go on girl, like it never mattered

Burn that bridge, watch the ashes scatter

As you’re dancing with the devil in the ember light

Me and Jack D, we’re gonna get real tight

CH:

Door locked, curtain drawn

Guitar playin’, some sad song

Just hummin’ along to the melody

‘Cause some words would cut too deep

Right now, I’m doing my damn best

To make this all make sense

Lies, alibies, boxes packed

High and dry, good-bye baby, just like that

V2:

Much as it hurts, the cold hard truth

Is that I really had no clue

If you had let on, then I might

Have thought long and hard and twice

‘Bout the surprise hidden in my sock drawer

I won’t be needing anymore

Too bad, ‘cause I had it all planned

‘Fore you took off with another man

CH:

Door locked, curtain drawn

Guitar playin’, some sad song

Just hummin’ along to the melody

‘Cause some words would cut too deep

Right now, I’m doing my damn best

To make this all make sense

Lies, alibies, boxes packed

High and dry, good-bye baby, just like that

BR:

Just like that, you drove away

Just like that, all down the drain

The kind of gone that ain’t coming back

Just like, just like, just like that

CH:

Door locked, curtain drawn

Guitar playin’, some sad song

Just hummin’ along to the melody

‘Cause some words would cut too deep

Right now, I’m doing my damn best

To make this all make sense

Lies, alibies, boxes packed

High and dry, good-bye baby, just like that