Zach Bryan

Washington Lilacs

Washington Lilacs: Love's Redemption in Lyrics
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Lyrics

You look like you've been through hell

You appear to have experienced difficult times

But came back clean on the other side

But emerged unscathed on the opposite side

Lord knows that I didn't treat you well

I acknowledge that I didn't treat you well

But you'll be treated like a queen

However, now you'll be treated with utmost care and respect

Tonight

This evening


So darlin', won't you lie back

My love, please relax

And just let an old flame warm you

Allow a past flame to comfort you

I know I'm not the same me

I acknowledge that I've changed

And Lord knows you're not the old you

And you have transformed as well


So babe, just pack your things

My love, gather your belongings

And I swear that we won't come back

I promise we won't return

You're about as pretty as those Washington Lilacs

You are as beautiful as the Washington Lilacs


I roll up with a killer in my hand

I approach with a cigarette in my hand

And I'll never claim

I won't falsely claim

To be better than I am

To be better than I truly am


You look like a killer in that dress

You look fierce in that dress

So I guess my aim is to be your man

So, my goal is to be your partner

So darlin', won't you lie back

My love, please relax

And just let an old flame warm you

Allow a past flame to comfort you

I know I'm not the same me

I acknowledge that I've changed

And Lord knows you're not the old you

And you have transformed as well


So babe, just pack your things

My love, gather your belongings

And I swear that we won't come back

I promise we won't return

You're about as pretty as those Washington Lilacs

You are as beautiful as the Washington Lilacs


So darlin', won't you lie back

My love, please relax

And just let an old flame warm you

Allow a past flame to comfort you

I know I'm not the same me

I acknowledge that I've changed

And Lord knows you're not the old you

And you have transformed as well


So babe, just pack your things

My love, gather your belongings

And I swear that we won't come back

I promise we won't return

You're about as pretty as those Washington Lilacs

You are as beautiful as the Washington Lilacs

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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