Nicole Atkins
Brokedown Luck
Intuition, blind ambition
Just a throw of the dice
Chasing blue skies, no compromise
Against all words of advice
Everything I ever wanted
There I can see it, and even taste it
Almost can reach it, breakdown
Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out
Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck
Long nights, bright lights, dazzling insights
Go for the jugular vein
New town, old town, new grooves run down
Same old grooves in my brain
Everything I ever wanted
There I can see it, and even taste it
Almost can reach it, breakdown
Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out
Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck
New town, old town, new grooves run down
Same old grooves in my brain
There I can see it, and even taste it
Almost can reach it, breakdown
Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out
Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck