Hailey Whitters settles into her barstool, the neon glow casting its brightness into her drink. “There’s no broken heart a barstool and a cold beer (or a shot of tequila) can’t fix,” she sings in “The Neon,” a heart-torn declaration. Heartbreak pounds in her chest and her own salvation lies within tear-stained beers.
“Salt on my wounds, some blue on my broken heart / The stars we strung our dreams on / We shot ‘em all out one by one,” Whitters lets the shards of her heart fall where they may. In time, and many drinks, perhaps she’ll find grace again.
Listen to “The Neon” below.