Lipstick on a Champagne Flute - Jay Warren, Schier

These empty rooms, those wasted days

They’ve been carried off on the winds of change

My dusty suits, my broken ways

Are shrinking in the rear view, hallelujah babe

Pre-Chorus:

All those nights I’ve been stumbling

Running in place

Hustling, troubling, coming in late

Something is happening twisting my fate

There’s a shadow in my bedroom

The silhouette of something new

There’s a necklace on my nightstand

Lipstick on a champagne flute

This green and sage, this calico

It’s a foreign land but you make it home

Your late Monet, my fake Van Gogh

Are making eyes across this marbled Spanish oak

Pre-Chorus:

All that wishing well, kiss and tell driving you home

Coral shell, prison cell, sleeping alone

Carousel, wedding bell, honeymoon Rome

There’s a shadow in my bedroom

The silhouette of something new

There’s a necklace on my nightstand

Lipstick on a champagne flute

Black stilettos in my closet

Wrapped up in your sweet perfume

There’s a necklace on my nightstand

Lipstick on a champagne flute

— Interlude —

There’s a magnet in my kitchen

It’s holding up the shape of two

And it’s got me kinda thinking

This is something we can add onto

There’s a shadow in my bedroom

The silhouette of something new

There’s a necklace on my nightstand

Lipstick on a champagne flute

Oh yeah