Broken Bells

She sold her love to a modern man
Cause solid currency's the hardest to love
All other modern hells you cover your eye
Don't let the lady finger blow in your hat
Give it up

For That daughter
She's a star tonight
Without warning
She gave up
The ghost inside

Just like a whiskey bottle drained on the floor
She got no future, just a love to endure
This gives some matter to shaking her hide
'Too late to leave him' are the songs in her car
Give it up

For that daughter
She's a star tonight
Without warning
She gave up
The ghost inside

You call it chivalry
Never pull a punch for free
You ever wonder why they had to move on
This phony article
They put you on the floor
A double standard
You invoke when you want

For that daughter
She's a star tonight
Without warning
She gave up
The ghost inside

Was it all for show?
Don't turn into one of them
Turning another page
Trust me darlin'
I'm carving 'em up through the dust in your town
Crawling over rubble just to sound me out
Tend to wonder why?