January 3rd, 2023- Drunk Again
Just watching ice melting
Just drunk to live
I'm watching her– smiling
What even is this?

We’re all here
And so empty
Filling up on whiskey
Tonight it hurts drinking
Tonight I just miss me

The whiskey won't go down
Quite as smooth as I’d hoped
And now,
Even right now
To drink is to cope

The whiskey just makes
My head hurt like fire
And it doesn't change
The fact that we’re liars

It hurts, and it hurts
And the weather almost helps
As I pour Jack in the rain
And try to fix myself

The kisses are empty
The heartache is full
And nothing anymore
Means anything at all