I got introduced to Ms. Zandi and her gift as a prelude to the Steve Earle show in Lexington Ky. this evening …Wow. A force to be reckoned with, no doubt. Live performances, that’s where the rubber hits the road with this gal, no doubt…
This songs hits me hard as I am living this life with my husband. I’m also a country artist. I got flowers today, they’re beautiful then I found hidden bottles of booze as I suspected another episode. 😌 I find my self at my piano writing songs when I’m in the thick of being upset.
Sending hugs to you. I don't know your situation but I know my own. If this song speaks to your heart and soul like it does mine, you could probably use a few hugs 🤗❤
The real deal…she is true country and an awesome artist. Better than any of the mainstream artists. She is the girl version of Zach Bryant. Wish you well and look forward to hearing more.
Such a talent that deserves more recognition. Zandi... I fucking love you so much I wish I could could find a way to give you flowers! You are so damn special
Great song! It seems incredibly truthful in its considerations and testifies to a deep insight into life as it is lived among ordinary people. This one deserves to be heard.
Zandi, I first heard your song on my for you page on RU-vid shorts. I was waiting for months for the release. It hit me so hard in the gut. Addiction tore my ex and i apart. This is my anthem to the death of a beautiful thing. And the birth of an even more beautiful thing. My "Me, Myself and I" era.
Wow, what lyrics, great sound. Looks great, and has lived life.. Real life. You feel it in her music. Reaching both genders. Impressive! Bring us more!
A friend complained he couldn’t get the translation in his language, so here are the lyrics in English (cut & paste at leisure since this is too good to miss): I’ll take you drunk I’ll take you stoned I’ll take you back as long as you come home I’d rather go through hell than let you go Cause these gas station flowers are better than being alone Quick Stop sack in your left hand Lucky Strikes hot on your breath A scratch off ticket and a 16 oz High Life can. Bet you saw them in the checkout line Carnations $3.99 A cellophane-wrapped afterthought But hey, that’s fine At least they’re mine I’ll take you drunk I’ll take you stoned I’ll take you back as long as you come home I’d rather go through hell than let you go Cause these gas station flowers are better than being alone They’ll only last a couple days Just like the promises you break But when we’re making love it makes the bad times seem okay You bring your demons home at night They’re sitting pretty in a pipe But am I any better When I’m sleeping next to mine I’ll take you drunk I’ll take you stoned I’ll take you back as long as you come home I’d rather go through hell than let you go Cause these gas station flowers are better than being alone I could hide your shoes I could hide your keys You’ll always find a way to leave I’ll be the welcome mat you need To wipe all that bullshit off your feet I know it sick I know it’s weak But I’m too sick I’m in too deep I know I’ll probably be the death of you And you’ll be the death of me ‘Cause I’ll take you drunk I’ll take you stoned I’ll take you back as long as you come home I’d rather go through hell than let you go Cause these gas station flowers are better than being alone
