Heels In Hand - Priscilla Block

They’re the last thing I slip on before I head to the bar

Got a tall pair, a short pair, another spare in the trunk of my car

They make me real high, like the night’s on fire

They know their way around on a dance floor

Yeah, we’ve all got a type, hell I got mine

Oughta know what I’m signin' up for

These shoes ain’t nothin' new, make me feel so tall

Like you

But the higher I get the further I fall

A drink in my hand leads to an old night stand

Leavin' with nothin' more than, nothin' more than

Heels, heels in hand

They’re the last thing I grab when I head out in the mornin'

Call a cab, slip out without you even noticin'

Yeah, it cuts so deep, blistered heart and feet

The only thing to blame is me

And these shoes ain’t nothin' new, make me feel so tall

Like you

But the higher I get the further I fall

A drink in my hand leads to an old night stand

Leavin' with nothin' more than, nothin' more than

Heels, heels in hand

Heels in hand

I should walk away

Throw you both away

Maybe broken is just broken

Like me and you

And these damn shoes ain’t nothin' new, make me feel so tall

Like you

But the higher I get the further I fall

A drink in my hand leads to an old night stand

Leavin' with nothin' more than, nothin' more than

Heels, heels in hand

Heels in hand

Heels in hand