Ugly Lights
Miranda Lambert Lyrics


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I don't remember when the liquor started kicking in
It's been a while since I been off the stuff
I really hate to say I'm turning into a cliché
I'm hoping that nobody brings it up
I left my car behind the bar again last Sunday night
I did the Monday morning drive ashamed
And last night's clothes they smell like smoke
But I don't know how I got home
But I do know my head'll hurt all day

But I still go and stay too late
And be the girl bartenders hate
The one that doesn't need another one
When the Romeos and Juliets
Have bummed all of my cigarettes
The last kiss in the parking lot is done
I'll be sitting here alone
When the ugly lights come on

Well everybody's got a spark
It's easy hiding in the dark
In a crowded room with pockets full of rings
I sit and watch the whiskey pour
The merriment, the exidor
The beginning of another matchbook flame
And I don't try to justify
The reason I'm not living right
I wear my sadness like a souvenir
I drink too much to fall apart that's how I fight this broken heart
So what, if I feel comfortable in here

'Cause I still go and stay too late
And be the girl bartenders hate
The one that doesn't need another one
When the Romeos and Juliets
Have bummed all of my cigarettes
The last kiss in the parking lot is done
I'll be sitting here alone




When the ugly lights come on
Hey

Overall Meaning

Miranda Lambert's song "Ugly Lights" is a poignant portrayal of the challenges of alcoholism and the toll it takes on one's life. The lyrics reveal the struggles of the singer as she grapples with her addiction and the destructive behaviors that accompany it. The song opens with her acknowledging that she doesn't remember when the liquor started kicking in, and that it's been a while since she has been off the stuff. She expresses her fear of becoming a cliche and hopes that no one points it out to her. The lyrics go on to describe how she left her car behind the bar and did the Monday morning drive ashamed. The singer is also acutely aware of how her clothes smell like smoke, but she has no recollection of how she got home. She acknowledges that her head will hurt all day long.


Despite these struggles, the singer continues to go out and stay too late, even though she knows that she is the girl bartenders hate – someone who doesn't need another drink. She watches as the Romeos and Juliets around her have bummed all of her cigarettes and left, and she'll be sitting there by herself when the ugly lights come on. The singer is honest about her addiction and doesn't try to justify it. She acknowledges that she wears her sadness like a souvenir and drinks too much as a way of fighting her broken heart. She feels comfortable in the bar, and the whiskey pour and merriment are a way of beginning another matchbook flame.


Overall, "Ugly Lights" is a heartfelt and honest account of the struggles of addiction, the destructive behaviors that come with it, and the challenges of trying to cope with it.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't remember when the liquor started kicking in
I can't recall the exact moment when the alcohol started affecting me


It's been a while since I been off the stuff
I haven't been sober for a long time


I really hate to say I'm turning into a cliché
I don't like admitting that I'm becoming a stereotype


I'm hoping that nobody brings it up
I wish nobody would mention it


I left my car behind the bar again last Sunday night
I forgot my car at the bar again on Sunday night


I did the Monday morning drive ashamed
I felt embarrassed driving home on Monday morning


And last night's clothes they smell like smoke
My clothes from last night stink of smoke


But I don't know how I got home
I have no memory of how I made it back home


But I do know my head'll hurt all day
I'm sure I'll have a headache all day


But I still go and stay too late
I still go out and stay out too late


And be the girl bartenders hate
I end up being the type of customer bartenders dislike


The one that doesn't need another one
I'm the type of person who says they don't need another drink, but ends up having one anyway


When the Romeos and Juliets
When the couples in the bar have paired up


Have bummed all of my cigarettes
When the smokers have asked for all of my cigarettes


The last kiss in the parking lot is done
When the last couple in the parking lot has finished kissing


I'll be sitting here alone
I'll be sitting in the bar by myself


When the ugly lights come on
When the bar's bright lights (that make everything look less appealing) come on


Well everybody's got a spark
Everyone has a unique quality that makes them shine


It's easy hiding in the dark
It's simple to stay hidden and not let anyone see the flaws


In a crowded room with pockets full of rings
In a packed place, where I have a lot of things to distract myself


I sit and watch the whiskey pour
I observe as the whiskey keeps pouring, knowing I shouldn't drink any more


The merriment, the exidor
The excitement, the climax of the night


The beginning of another matchbook flame
The start of another small flame or spark, like a match igniting


And I don't try to justify
I don't make excuses for myself


The reason I'm not living right
The cause for why I'm not living the way I should


I wear my sadness like a souvenir
I keep my pain as a memento


I drink too much to fall apart that's how I fight this broken heart
I drink excessively so that I don't fall apart emotionally


So what, if I feel comfortable in here
So what if I feel at ease in this bar, even though it's not ideal


Hey




Lyrics © CYPMP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MIRANDA LAMBERT, NATALIE HEMBY, LIZ ROSE

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