From the recording Tired of Troubadours

2021

Lyrics

Once was a princess, kept like a jewel. Had all the boys calling back in high school.
But a prick with a sweet ride, money and charm, left a hole in her heart and a bruise on her arm.
The one she called Love took his Porche and drove off with her lying there. Was that enough?

So tired of troubadours who sing off key, So done dressing up for a ball,
So sick of the sailors who stand at the bar, Smiling when they hear it’s last call,
So tired of troubadours and words that are empty, Dahlia won’t you dance one last song with me?

You’ve heard all the lines tonight and before. In the morning you wake up and hear ‘em some more.
My hair has no curls. My eyes aren’t blue. I’m not so tall. What do I have for you?
A life spent wandering, waiting so long. A stranger, a sweetheart, another done wrong.

So tired of troubadours who sing off key, So done dressing up for a ball,
So sick of the sailors who stand at the bar, Smiling when they hear it’s last call,
So tired of troubadours and words that are empty, Dahlia won’t you dance one last song with me?

On the screen see the eyes of your fine Insta friends. Like all their photos, it never ends.
You forget every face you never see ‘til somewhere you hear that broken melody.
The night makes a promise outside the door. The street light laughs, will you come back for more?

So tired of troubadours who sing off key, So done dressing up for a ball,
So sick of the sailors who stand at the bar, Smiling when they hear it’s last call,
So tired of troubadours and words that are empty, Dahlia won’t you dance one last song with me?
Dahlia won’t you dance one last song with me?