Asphalt and Concrete

I can stay alive when it gets a little hotter
I can survive on just a little water
I can be all alone and not feel the slightest bit bothered
But this dusty desert girl drifted to the city
The bright lights made even the worst sin look pretty
I spiraled downward, my mama would say «What a pity!»
Well in in my defense, it was an Austin moonrise
And I was left unsupervised
I lost myself in the middle of 6th Street
Boots turned to high heels which turned into bare feet
Whiskey made me opinionated
Over-served and over-stimulated
Neon lights put off a different kind of heat
You can’t plant a cactus in asphalt and concrete
Well I’m into sunsets and I love the sand
But I wasn’t myself in a disrupted land
With buildings and people and too many drinks in my hand
So midnight would give me life like the rain
There was nothing to celebrate but I had champagne
And a man who loved me a little bit less than cocaine
Well in in my defense, it was an Austin moonrise
And I was left unsupervised
I lost myself in the middle of 6th Street
Boots turned to high heels which turned into bare feet
Whiskey made me opinionated
Over-served and over-stimulated
Neon lights put off a different kind of heat
You can’t plant a cactus in asphalt and concrete
I lost myself in the middle of 6th Street
Boots turned to high heels which turned into bare feet
Whiskey made me opinionated
Over-served and over-stimulated
Neon lights put off a different kind of heat
You can’t plant a cactus in asphalt and concrete