Lyrics
He came home drunk on a Friday Smellin' like her again Left his boots by the bedroom Thought she wouldn't let him in But she smiled like she always smiled Poured him one more on the rocks And while he passed out on the mattress She checked the safety on the box
Under her pillow There's a .38 snub Under her pillow Where a lesser girl keeps love He don't know what she knows He don't know what he done Under her pillow Six rounds in the gun
He's been lyin' since the wedding Since the Reno bachelor trip Since the '09 and '14 and '21 And the waitress with the lip She kept receipts, she kept the texts She kept a folder full of names And under that pink pillow Is the end of all his games
She ain't crazy, she ain't hurtin' She ain't gonna raise a voice She just finally got tired Of a man who made the choice She ain't sleepin', she's just waitin' For him to snore out one more lie Then she'll whisper "I forgive you" And she'll watch him close his eyes
Under her pillow The cold steel kiss Under her pillow Tonight or none like this A quiet kind of patience A reckoning come due Under her pillow Is the promise he made true Under her pillow Is the promise he made true
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About this song
Genre: Dark hard Americana, swamp-blues country-noir, menacing fuzz-ba
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