Whiskey'd Out
Whiskey'd Out: Navigating Heartbreak with Shots and Secrets
Lyrics
I'm whiskey'd out from the weekend
I feel exhausted from the weekend's whiskey consumption.
I think I'll just sleep in
I plan to sleep in and recover from the weekend.
One more day, and I'll be alright
If I endure one more day, things will be okay.
Yeah, without you I'm doing just fine
I'm doing well without you.
I had shots being served all for free
I had free shots, but they didn't bring you back to me.
But none of 'em brought you to me
Despite the free shots, I'm still missing you.
So, I'll crawl in the bottle
I'll immerse myself in drinking.
Go back on auto-pilot
Returning to a routine without much thought or feeling.
This drink makes it easy to breathe
Alcohol helps me cope and breathe more easily.
Bartender, tell me the secret
Asking the bartender for the secret to overcoming heartbreak.
'Cause I just can't seem to get it
Struggling to understand the secret.
I'll come sit down, pour me another round
Sitting down and ordering another round of drinks.
I'll hang out with all my friends
Hanging out with friends, but it's not helping.
But none of it's doing the trick
Friends and distractions are not easing the pain.
And I'm whiskey'd out again
Feeling overwhelmed with whiskey again.
I'm surrounded by my favorite men
Surrounded by favorite things, but still feeling incomplete.
And all of that suits me just fine
Being surrounded by favorite things is satisfactory.
I've got Jack, I've got Jim
Mentioning Jack and Jim, possibly referring to whiskey brands.
Got my dog and my Dad
Listing valuable companions (dog and Dad) without your presence.
But you never do have the time
You never make time for me.
Bartender, tell me the secret
Repeatedly asking the bartender for relationship advice.
'Cause I just can't seem to get it
Struggling to comprehend the advice.
I'll come sit down, pour me another round
Sitting down, pouring another round, seeking solace.
I'll hang out with all my friends
Being with friends, but it's not alleviating the pain.
But none of it's doing the trick
Friends and distractions are not helping.
And I'm whiskey'd out again
Feeling overwhelmed with whiskey once more.
It's mid-afternoon
Describing the time as mid-afternoon.
The truth screams so loud
The truth is painfully evident.
Hungover on hope that you might come around
Hoping that you might return despite the hangover.
This pain in my head
Physical pain masking emotional distress.
Helps cover my heart
Choosing not to feel emotions when falling apart.
So I don't have to feel when I'm falling apart
Alcohol helps avoid emotional pain.
Bartender, tell me the secret
Seeking more advice from the bartender.
'Cause I just can't seem to get it
Struggling to grasp the advice provided.
I'll come sit down, so pour me one more round
Sitting down again, asking for another round.
I'll invite out all of my friends
Inviting friends out, but the pain persists.
But none of it's doing the trick
Friends and distractions are not effective.
And I'm whiskey'd out again
Feeling overwhelmed with whiskey once again.
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