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Whiskey stains on the wooden bar
Talking to ghosts that don’t know who they are
The jukebox plays a song too slow
And I drink to things I’ll never know
Empty glass hearts and midnight pain
She left, and I’m to blame
I tried to drown her memory deep
But the whiskey won’t let me sleep
Her laughter echoes through this haze
Every sip takes me back those days
Love once sweet, now bitter strong
Guess forever wasn’t that long
I ain’t proud, I ain’t free
But this bottle’s got the best of me
Empty glass hearts, I pour one more
For every dream I can’t restore
