Songwriter: Brian KittrellAlbum: This Long Broken Road

About This Song

A critique of the shallow hookup culture of modern nightlife, showing how fleeting pleasures often lead to emptiness.

Excerpted from the album page's "Composition & Themes" essay — no dedicated story for this specific song is published yet.

Performances

This Long Broken Road is released in three performer editions, each with its own real performance — durations differ by artist, not just persona.

EditionDurationISRC
This Long Broken Road05:29QT65W2535556
This Long Broken Road: His05:28
This Long Broken Road: R&B Edition03:55
This Long Broken Road: Hers04:36

Lyrics

All it takes--is-a Friday-night, A low cut dress--And some neon-lights, Two strangers meet--forget their names End up in bed--and call-it the-game, No-one cares where the-story goes, It's all just laughs till-the curtains close. Do what you want--long as-it feels right, But was it worth it--come the cold daylight, Hearts get crushed--and nobody cares, Then it's back online--sayin' life's not fair, No-roots, no-rules and no-one to-blame, Just rinse and repeat--and throw a-little shade... All it takes is a smile--and some drinks, A few smooth lines--no-one has to think, Somebody's waiting--but you don't go home, You chase a moment--then wake up alone, Yeah, love used to mean more than a phase, Now it's just body counts--and drama for days They brag like it's freedom--Say this is the life, But they're stuck in a loop--not a soul in sight, Trade truth for a hit--Real for a thrill, Call it growth--when you're standing-still, The price gets paid--in your-tears and your-time, But y'all always go blind--at the-warning signs, All it takes is a bar and a beat, A glance too long and a will too weak, Someone who loves you gets left behind, While you chase a spark that's feeding you lines, They used to build people honest and tall, Now it just takes a beer and a call... And when it all crashes they stomp and cry, But never stop once to ask themselves why, Just doing the same thing again and again, Still wondering why they never win... All it takes is a smile and a lie To turn something pure to a cold goodbye So raise your glass to the mess you made Another good thing that you threw away All it takes is a Friday night Dressed up in charm under neon lights You're chasing a rush but need to wake up, 'Cause all you get is an empty-cup, Change your ways--Before-it's too late, Last thing y'all need--is a dozen more dates...

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