Lyrics Housewife Dreams Of America - Gia Ford

Meet me in the middle, babe
Promise not to misbehave
You rip me from my centre fold
Yeah, your mouth is warm, but your words are cold

Looking through the whiskey glass
Stepping over all the cracks
Empty promise in your hands
Tell me, "Nothing, good girl, ever lasts"

Here we are, standing in the quicksand
Smother me softly with a slow dance
Housewife dreams of America
One more sip and I'm giving up (ah)

What have you got if your God is money?
(What have you got if your God is money?)
How do you pray on your knees every Sunday?

Building a house that you're never gonna live in
Tryna get your kicks but your heart's not in it, oh
(Heart's not in it)

Here we are, standing in the quicksand
Smother me softly with a slow dance
Housewife dreams of America
One more sip and I'm giving up, oh

Here we are, standing in the quicksand
Smother me softly with a slow dance
Housewife dreams of America
One more sip and I'm giving up

What in the world could I do?
Whoever might I be?
I'm at the periphery
Of my strange whims
Yet I won't win, oh

Housewife dreams of America
One more sip and I'm giving up, oh
Day and night talking to the phone line
Praying some God will get me outside
Hard stuff in my coffee cup
Housewife dreams of America