Whiskey for the Sunk

[Intro] [Single, somber acoustic guitar begins a slow, descending fingerpicked pattern] (instrumental) [Verse 1] This bottle's almost empty now Just like this house, just like this vow The glass reflects a single light And the endless, damnable night I pour a finger, watch it swim A gold so pale and growing dim The only thing that's left to hold... Is something bitter, something cold. [Chorus] And the silence has a sound you know It's the echo in an empty home It's the clock on the wall you never wound It's my name... when no one's around. This whiskey ain't for getting drunk... It's just something... to get past the sunk... The sinking feeling in my chest... That what we had... was for the best. [Verse 2] [Guitar returns to the sparse fingerpicking. Vocal drops back] Your coffee cup's still in the sink A ghost of you, I start to think That ring of dust where your plant died... Is the place our future lied. I found a thread from your blue dress Caught upon the door, I guess The last little tug... as you walked away... And I had... not one word to say. [Chorus] And the silence has a sound you know It's the creak of a floor with nowhere to go It's the ringin' in my ears, so loud and clear Since you're no longer here. This whiskey ain't for chasing dreams... It's for drowning out the silent screams... The ones that don't make any noise... Just poison all the simple joys. [Bridge] The funny thing... the terrible thing... It ain't the big fights or the cruel words you bring... It's the way the morning sun... still finds this chair... And you're... just... not... there. [Instrumental Break] (instrumental) [Final Chorus] And the silence... is the only sound I know. It's the king... of this empty home. It's the only thing... that I can trust... To turn everything... to dust. This whiskey... well, it's finally done... And I'm sitting here... alone. With the echo... of your name... And the burning... and the shame. [Outro] (instrumental)