Porch Light - Mia Giovina

You manifest what I see in triumph the plunder taken after the violence Of our romantic and foolish notions/ I guess it figures the woman ruins The meager voice became a shout when I raised my eyes and figured out that I was standing on a porch with an eerie glow and voice so hoarse I saw you there with dusty wings your eyes were sideways and searching For a common path while your lies were stewing I guess it figures the woman ruins Moth in a Porchlight out in the woods There is no question you're up to no good Grasping for choice if only I could I could not know until I stood where I stood Joyful undertones brought us light on those mostly secret summer nights When I felt that I could have killed in a blinding passion that haunts me still And the following months you began a war with the alter ego that I fell for You really don't know what you're doing I guess it figures the woman ruins

We sang porch songs like we were rock stars We drank cheap beer and tried to make it last Then it was back in the car The coast to the cornfields Maybe we were just looking for something else to call ourselves Rest stop coffee, yeah postcards back home Back seat scenes of strange towns Keep driving on, driving on In the middle of the night, we took a wrong turn Ended up on a mountain in the pine trees and the moonlit earth Oh the scattered light, a photograph in mind Of a summer day, squinting at the sun It's a warm stone, that I carry along You know I, you know that I I've been saving quarters, for the toll roads We can pack the car tonight, we can leave town tomorrow Put me on a porch swing out in Portland Put me on an F train, roll me back into Brooklyn Well we closed the bars, like we were cowboys And then we wrote our names in the dirt by the side of the road And October came and the winter drew near With the cold fingers digging in under the ribs But we were campfire girls and we were kicking up the leaves And we returned to our jobs with our clothes smelling of wood-smoke Oh the scattered light, a photograph in mind Of a summer day, squinting at the sun It's a warm stone, that I carry along You know I, you know that I I've been saving quarters, for the toll roads We can pack the car tonight, we can leave town tomorrow Put me on a porch swing out in Portland Put me on an F train, roll me back into Brooklyn We sang porch songs like we were rock stars We drank cheap beer and tried to make it last

One, two, three, four What the fuck is this world Running to, you didn't Leave a message, at least I Could have heard your voice one last time Daily minefield, this could Be my time by you Would you hit me? Would you hit me? Oh Oh, ow All the bills go by, and Initiatives are taken up By the middle There ain't gonna be any middle any more And the cross I'm bearing home Ain't indicative of my place Left the porch Left the porch, oh, oh Hear my name Take a good look This could be the day Hold my hand Lie beside me I just need to say Hear my name Take a good look This could be the day Hold my hand Walk beside me I just need to say I could not take Uh, just one day I know that I would not ever touch you, Hold you, feel you in my arms ever again Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Mmmh

Chilling on a back porch, aw yeah Chilling on a back porch, aw yeah Ain't no line around the corner, no security No velvet rope, no dress code, everybody's VIP You can wear your hat, dance in your bare feet No credit card, no roll of cash, just BYOB Chilling on a back porch Little hottie swinging up in the swings Them good ol' boys picking six strings Leave your trouble at the door No cover charge, get in for free No last call, let's party on the back porch (Chilling on a back porch, aw yeah) (Chilling on a back porch, aw yeah) Got a tin roof on the top just in case it rains Got a kiddy pool off the deck for those hot as hell days Got beer on ice, all day all night Now if that sounds like something you like come on Chilling on a back porch Little hottie swinging up in the swings Them good ol' boys pickin' six strings Leave your trouble at the door No cover charge, get in for free No last call, let's party on the back porch Chilling on a back porch Little hottie swinging up in the swing Them good ol' boys picking six strings Leave your trouble at the door No cover charge, get in for free No last call, let's party on the back porch Chilling on the back porch Little hottie swinging up in the swing Them good ol' boys picking six strings Leave your trouble at the door No cover charge, get in for free No last call, let's party on the back porch (Chilling on a back porch, aw yeah) On a back porch (Chilling on a back porch, aw yeah) Little hottie swinging up in the swing Them good old boys picking five strings No cover charge, get in for free No last call, so let's party on the back porch

I wanna rock right now Looking for a spot that's hot to get down Ain't no stopping this grinding Do some time and break it down Hey, it's a party on the back porch I'ma take you through the back door, whoa Gonna drink 'til there ain't no more It's a party on the back porch It's a party on the back porch I'ma take you through the back door, whoa Gonna drink 'til there ain't no more It's a party on the back porch I wanna rock right now Looking for a spot that's hot to get down Ain't no stopping this grinding Do some time and break it down Yeah, I wanna rock right now Looking for a spot that's hot to get down Looking for a night that's gonna be worth Busting on the shell tows and doing the smurf Ain't stopping this grinding I ain't even mind it If you put your lips on my diamond Hands fly to the sky Swinging so high Up to the silver lining Fresh dressed like a million bucks Dickie's ball cap, you know what's up Inside it's too claustrophobic If I'ma flow it, I need room to through it Follow me to the place to be On the back porch with the symphony One, two, three, a'ight y'all, let's go, follow me, follow me Hey, it's a party on the back porch I'ma take you through the back door, whoa Gonna drink 'til there ain't no more It's a party on the back porch It's a party on the back porch I'ma take you through the back door, whoa Gonna drink 'til there ain't no more It's a party on the back porch Hey, baby, break it on down Break it to the Bizkit sound Let's move to the next big town Nobody gonna stop you now Hey, baby, break it on down Break it to the Bizkit sound Let's move to the next big town Nobody gonna stop you now It's a party on the back porch I'ma take you through the back door, whoa Gonna drink 'til there ain't no more It's a party on the back porch It's a party on the back porch I'ma take you through the back door, whoa Gonna drink 'til there ain't no more It's a party on the back porch I wanna rock right now Looking for a spot that's hot to get down Ain't no stopping this grinding Do some time and break it down

Tonight we're rolling out the red carpet Got somewhere special in mind You're my plus one to the party And we ain't gotta wait in no line And I know the DJ and I bet ya he'll play Anything you want, Diddy to McGraw Got a table for two with a wraparound view Just slide the door baby step into A little back porch bottle service Longnecks chillin' in an ice box Get you lookin' so hot baby that you got me burnin' Don't stop workin' that firefly flirtin' Girl you know it's been a little while Tonight we gonna do it our style So keep the rollin' rocks rollin' Rockin' chairs rockin' If the neighbors get to knockin' We'd be poppin' that back porch bottle service A little VIP for you and me 'Cause girl you worth it, yeah A little back porch bottle service Comin' in hot with them cutoffs Make me think I should be cut off And I've only had 2 maybe 3 Might as well be 12 when you're kissin' on me Got me buzzin' on that back porch bottle service Longnecks chillin' in an ice box Get you lookin' so hot baby that you got me burnin' Don't stop workin' that firefly flirtin' Girl you know it's been a little while Tonight we gonna do it our style So keep the rollin' rocks rollin' Rockin' chairs rockin' If the neighbors get to knockin' We'd be poppin' that back porch bottle service A little VIP for you and me 'Cause girl you worth it, yeah A little back porch bottle service We don't need no club lights, that's what we got stars for Make the music loud, it'll open up the car doors Ain't nobody fightin' if they do then they can take it to the grass I'm drinkin' until I fall on my ass but while I'm up baby Spin it like a southern cinderella Dancin' in a smoke out of citronella Damn girl you lookin' gorgeous Just keep lightin' me up like them tiki toches on a... Back porch bottle service Longnecks chillin' in an ice box Get you lookin' so hot baby that you got me burnin' Don't stop workin' that firefly flirtin' Girl you know it's been a little while Tonight we gonna do it our style So keep the rollin' rocks rollin' Rockin' chairs rockin' If the neighbors get to knockin' We'd be poppin' that back porch bottle service A little VIP for you and me 'Cause girl you worth it You know you worth it, yeah A little back porch bottle service If the neighbors get to knockin' We'd be poppin' that

Bitch I'm outside on my front porch Waiting for a nigga who just said that he want smoke I make niggas laugh but I'm no joke Beat a nigga ass with my crocs in sport mode I feel like Austin Powers with this mojo 1994 I was born in a War zone My momma fucked my daddy, what she don't know That nigga ain't shit, so her ass went solo I told myself that I would never do that shit again Well guess who's back at it I told myself I would never divide from my friends Now I'm a mathematic I told myself that I would never run to the trends And now I'm asthmatic I told a couple bitches I'd be there till the end I guess imma crack addict Bitch imma tell i what I want, what you want Imma transparent nigga ain't no front Knock a nigga in his teeth in his fronts This for them niggas try to play me, I was young But I ain't never been fucking Forest Gump You got a problem you can see me one one on one You people pussy all y'all wana do is jump And no I cannot fight but you can meet this lil pump I'm a nigga from the north side, baby And you know I love you momma cause she raised me A good kid around bad so that made me Who I am, these people gonna praise me So I don't really give a fuck what you claiming And I could give a two shits what you saying Imma always stand tall on the pavement And I'm ready for war like the navy Bitch I'm outside on my front porch Waiting for a nigga who just said that he want smoke I make niggas laugh but I'm no joke Beat a nigga ass with my crocs in sport mode I feel like Austin Powers with this mojo 1994 I was born in a War zone My momma fucked my daddy, what she don't know That nigga ain't shit, so her ass went solo