Skinny Jeans
--words and music by Michael Stanley

Tonight I'm going through the motions
One more set and I can leave
Heading back to that hotel room
And probably drink myself to sleep
And then I saw her standing there
Through the smoke and through the haze
A living, breathing memory
That's never gone away ...

She said it's so damn good to see you
And how I hadn't really changed
And broken smiles and 
The whiskey flowed
As we played a liar's game
And when the awkwardness of silence
Was finally shattered by last call
She took my hand and said I'm sorry
You know I loved you most of all
So won't you ...

	Play that one about those highway lines
	It always takes me back to better times
	When we were young 
	And there with hope and dreams ...
	And we could wear those skinny jeans ...

And she said, she said I hope you can forgive me
For leaving all we had behind
But the silence was her answer
'Cause I never even tried ...

And so we lost ourselves in darkness
And the whispers and the tears
And each with our own reasons
For turning back the years
And the morning light came slowly
To a now half empty bed
I lit the day's first cigarette
And I remembered what she said ...
Won't you ...

	Play that one about those highway lines
	It always takes me back to better times
	When we were young 
	And there with hope and dreams ...
	And we could wear those skinny jeans ...
	Wear those skinny jeans ...