Two Birds - Lori McKenna

One was a red dress, a wild one from out West

Didn’t waste a minute with her heart

The other was a bluebird, careful with her sweet words

Unless she let you hold her in the dark

They fell for him one at a time, for his silver-tongued pickup lines

So easily they flew into the cage

One got a diamond, one got a hotel room

One got a promise, one got to say, «I do»

Both up so high till they met one night

His name came up and they fell from the sky

Two birds, one stone

One sang a song so wild and free, the other sang at the kitchen sink

And he longed for the melody of both

He wasn’t cruel, he wasn’t mean, but he had a way of breaking things

His aim was truer than an arrow from a bow

One got a diamond, one got a hotel room

One got a promise, one got to say, «I do»

Both up so high till they met one night

His name came up and they fell from the sky

Two birds, one stone

He’ll roll along, we all know he will

Find another set of wings on some windowsill

Two birds, one stone