Miranda Lambert has finally released a video for her excellent new single “Vice,” which makes a strong case for the possibility that Miranda’s still-unannounced new album could be one of her best yet. At the beginning of the video, Miranda crawls out of a not-at-all metaphorical car wreck, then walks through town in a flawless maxi-dress-and-cowboy-boots combo in search of a drink. Who needs medical attention when there’s whiskey?
After pounding a couple of shots with the hunky bartender in residence, Miranda walks back down the street as another mysterious (and intact) vehicle approaches. There’s no driver, so either it’s one of those fancy self-driving cars tech people are always talking about or it’s being driven by a ghost. Definitely the second one, right?
Miranda hasn’t made any official announcements about the follow-up to Platinum, but in August she told Billboard that she’s “been hunkered down for a year writing, recording, trying to live a normal life and getting ready for a new album.” She didn’t specifically say that the album would be about her split from Blake Shelton but said “being honest was never really a choice” because everyone already knew about her situation, “[so] I just said, I’m gonna journal it, and — good days and bad days — use it for my art.”
Lyrics,
Stay as a needle dropping on a vinyl
Neon singer with a jukebox title full of heartbreak
Thirty-three, fourty-five, seventy-eight
When it hurts this good you gotta play it twice
Another vice
All dressed up in a pretty black label
Sweet salvation on a dining room table
Waiting on me
Where the numb meets the lonely
It’s gone before it ever melts the ice
Another vice, another call
Another bed I shouldn’t crawl out of
At 7am with shoes in my hand
Said I wouldn’t do it, but I did it again
And I know I’ll be back tomorrow night oh
I’ll wear a tail like a leather jacket
When the new wears off, I don’t even pack it
If you need me
I’ll be where my reputation don’t proceed me
Maybe I’m addicted to goodbyes
Another vice, another town
Where my past can’t run me down
Another life, another call
Another bed I shouldn’t crawl out of
At 7AM with shoes in my hand
Said I wouldn’t do it, but I did it again
And I know I’ll be gone tomorrow night
Mmm, another vice
Standing at the sink now, looking at the mirror
Don’t know where I am or how I got here
Well the only thing that I know how to find
Is another vice
Mmm, another vice
Yes, another vice
Ooh, another vice
Another vice
Another vice
Another vice
(cosmopolitan)
