Morning Heartache Groove

Alarm spits static, I roll with a grin

Ribcage knocking, coffee kicking in

First light taps my cheek like it owns the place I wake

up sore where your name used to stay Tried to sleep it

off, tried to bargain with the sheets But the ache showed up

wearing yesterday's jeans I

make a joke, but I feel it pull

Like a stone in a cereal bowl

Morning says, hey, you're still full

Oh, my sore heart says good morning

Kicks the bed and starts performing I tried to dream it down,

tried to turn it off But it came back singing,

get up, walk it off

Sink full of cups from the midnight trial I salute the mess

with a crooked little smile Heart's got rent in the center of

my chest But my shoes by the door say,

leave the rest

Oh, my sore heart says good morning

Kicks the bed and starts performing I tried to dream it down,

tried to turn it off

But it came back singing,

get up, walk it off

Maybe healing isn't pretty

Maybe it's toast burned black

Maybe it's laughing at the mirror

While the old hurt laughs back

Good morning, sore heart You noisy little spark I walk it off,

I walk it off (yeah)