Ashes on the Dashboard
v4
@Boro
Ashes on the Dashboard
v4
@Boro
Text
[Verse 1]
You left your sweater in the backseat
Still smells like summer and cheap wine
Coffee cups crowded on the console
I trace your name along the line
[Chorus]
These ashes on the dashboard
Are all that's left of what we swore
I light another match
Just to watch it burn like we did before
If love was made to crash
Then
We were always headed for the floor
Ashes on the dashboard
I don't ride with you anymore
[Verse 2]
Your bracelet's tangled in the gearshift
Tiny ghost clinging to the chrome
Talk to the rearview like you hear me
Still drive the long way past your road
[Chorus]
These ashes on the dashboard
Are all that's left of what we swore
I light another match
Just to watch it burn like we did before
If love was made to crash
Then
We were always headed for the floor
Ashes on the dashboard
I don't ride with you anymore
[Bridge]
Radio's stuck on our old station (oh)
Every chorus cuts me to the bone
I roll the window down
Let the cold rush in
Try to throw you out
But I take you home
[Chorus]
These ashes on the dashboard
Are all that's left of what we swore
I light another match
Just to watch it burn like we did before
If love was made to crash
Then
We were always headed for the floor
Ashes on the dashboard
I don't ride with you anymore
You left your sweater in the backseat
Still smells like summer and cheap wine
Coffee cups crowded on the console
I trace your name along the line
[Chorus]
These ashes on the dashboard
Are all that's left of what we swore
I light another match
Just to watch it burn like we did before
If love was made to crash
Then
We were always headed for the floor
Ashes on the dashboard
I don't ride with you anymore
[Verse 2]
Your bracelet's tangled in the gearshift
Tiny ghost clinging to the chrome
Talk to the rearview like you hear me
Still drive the long way past your road
[Chorus]
These ashes on the dashboard
Are all that's left of what we swore
I light another match
Just to watch it burn like we did before
If love was made to crash
Then
We were always headed for the floor
Ashes on the dashboard
I don't ride with you anymore
[Bridge]
Radio's stuck on our old station (oh)
Every chorus cuts me to the bone
I roll the window down
Let the cold rush in
Try to throw you out
But I take you home
[Chorus]
These ashes on the dashboard
Are all that's left of what we swore
I light another match
Just to watch it burn like we did before
If love was made to crash
Then
We were always headed for the floor
Ashes on the dashboard
I don't ride with you anymore
Musikstil
rock, Slow-burn rock ballad with male vocals; clean electric guitar arpeggios and warm bass in the verse, big tom-driven drums and crunchy guitars in the chorus. Build from intimate, close-mic vocal to a soaring, chesty belt with stacked harmonies on the hook; add a lyrical lead guitar answering the vocal in the bridge, then drop to half-time for the final chorus for maximum lift., ballad
