Grease on the Planks
Style: Piano ballad

[Verse 1]
The bag went dark before we sat
grease soaking through like that was that
you laughed and licked your fingers clean
best thing that this town has seen

[Pre-chorus]
I don't need much to call this good
just chips and you under the hood
of streetlight, leaning into me

[Chorus]
Winifred, you make plain things shine
a wooden bench, a bag of mine
two names carved rough, a little bent
Winifred, that's where my heart went

[Verse 2]
You steal the last one every time
I let you, call it nearly crime
the fryer hums, the night stays slow
you're all the warmth I need to know

[Chorus]
Winifred, you make plain things shine
a wooden bench, a bag of mine
two names carved rough, a little bent
Winifred, that's where my heart went

[Bridge]
No candlelight, no fancy word
just salt and steam and what I heard
you humming something under breath
that's the sound I'll keep till death

[Chorus]
Winifred, you make plain things shine
a wooden bench, a bag of mine
two names carved rough, a little bent
Winifred, that's where my heart went

[Outro]
The grease still marks that old bench seat
you're still the best thing I could eat

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