[Intro - whispered, distant reverb, vinyl crackle, slow rising pad] The house still smells like you... Candles burned out weeks ago... I keep the porch light on... Like you might still pull in slow... [Build - heartbeat kick, low 808 pulse, whispered] Glass on the counter I never rinse... Your jacket on the chair like it waitin' on weather... I talk to the dark like the dark still live there... Pour till the label look like a prayer... [Drop - heavy 808, raspy, grimy] TV on mute, just the glow on the wall Count them ice cubes like a preacher with a rosary Every sip a text that I didn't send Every swallow a name I don't need [Verse 1 - half-time, flow, dark] Ain't been right since the dirt hit the box Now the bottle the only one that pick up when I call Lean in the coffee cup, 2 a.m. gospel Grief got a taste and it taste like alcohol Your records skip on the same damn bar I let 'em ride, stoppin' feel like disrespect Hallway light flickerin' like it got somethin' to say I told it hush... I already know what it meant [Pre-Chorus - rising synth, whispered layer] I pour one out... For the one who ain't comin' back... Bottle don't answer... It just keep me company... [Chorus Drop - hard 808 slam, anthemic but dead inside] I pour one out for the one who ain't comin' back The bottle don't answer, it just stares right back Empty chair at the table, I still set a place If the dead could drink, you'd be drunk next to me I pour one out for the one who ain't comin' back The night don't get kinder, it just get quiet [Break - sudden cut, low drone, silence] ... [Verse 2 - slower, chopped] Used to think grief had a shape I could hold Now it's just the weight of a room that won't fill Brown liquor communion in a cracked plastic cup Ain't a ritual, it's just how I still cope If there's a world after this one Hope they let you smoke on the porch Hope somebody saved you a seat Hope the quiet there don't hurt like it does to me [Build 2 - drums rolling in, whispered overlay] Candle's gone... Chair still warm in my head... I leave the door unlocked... Just in case you forgot you was dead... [Final Chorus Drop - biggest drop, distorted bass, layered raspy vocals] I pour one out for the one who ain't comin' back The bottle don't answer, it just keep me company Empty chair at the table, I still set a place If the dead could drink, you'd be drunk next to me I pour one out for the one who ain't comin' back The night don't get kinder, it just get quiet [Outro - slowed + chopped, fading, dying tape] Pour one out... Pour one out... Empty chair... Still waiting for company... Witch house gone quiet... You ain't comin' back...
