[Intro] [Soft acoustic guitar, distant electric guitar ambience, intimate male vocal] Quarter past three And here we go again Just me, this chair And my old friend [Verse 1] You’ve heard it all a thousand times The names, the faces, the wasted nights The things I said, the things I meant The money gone, the rent unpaid again I’ve told you how I miss her smile How I’ve been doing fine for quite a while You never judge, you never leave You’re getting pretty good at listening to me [Pre-Chorus] And I know this isn’t healthy But at least you’re here tonight I’ve got a thousand things to tell you And nowhere else to hide [Chorus] I’m sitting talking to my vodka again Pouring out my secrets to a bottle instead You don’t say a word, but you know where I’ve been You’re the only one who listens when I’m losing my head And I laugh like it’s funny But it isn’t, my friend I’m sitting talking to my vodka again Waiting for the morning To forget how this ends [Verse 2] I asked you if she ever thinks of me You didn’t answer, I suppose that’s honesty I told you that I’m doing alright Then ordered another to get through the night You know about the dreams I never chased The people that I pushed away If you could talk, what would you say? Would you tell me I’m the one who got in my own way? [Pre-Chorus] And I know you’re not the answer You’re just something I can hold But it’s easier to tell a bottle All the things I can’t let go [Chorus] I’m sitting talking to my vodka again Pouring out my secrets to a bottle instead You don’t say a word, but you know where I’ve been You’re the only one who listens when I’m losing my head And I laugh like it’s funny But it isn’t, my friend I’m sitting talking to my vodka again Waiting for the morning To forget how this ends [Instrumental Break] [Electric guitar melody, live drums building, atmospheric indie rock] [Bridge] Maybe I’m the problem Maybe I’m the reason Every good thing leaves me Every change of season Maybe I should call somebody Maybe I should go to bed But I’ve got one more thing to tell you Before this night is dead I don’t want to be alone I don’t want to feel this way I just wish that someone wanted To sit with me and stay [Final Chorus] [Full band explodes, powerful emotional male vocal, layered backing vocals] I’m sitting talking to my vodka again Pouring out my secrets to a bottle instead You don’t say a word, but you know where I’ve been You’re the only one who listens when I’m losing my head And I laugh like it’s funny But I’m breaking instead I’m sitting talking to my vodka again And tomorrow I’ll swear I won’t do this again But tonight you’re the only one Who’s here at the end [Outro] [Band drops away, acoustic guitar and exposed vocal] Quarter past three And the room’s getting cold Funny how a bottle Knows the things I’ve never told [Softly] Goodnight, old friend. [End]
