"Whiskey and Words"

"Whiskey and Words" [Verse 1: I’ve been burnin’ bridges with a fifth of Jack, Left my heart in pieces on a railroad track. You walked out the door with my last good fight, Now I’m singin’ to the shadows in the neon light. I’ve got scars that whiskey can’t erase, But I’ll raise this glass to your two-faced grace. [Verse 2: I’m spittin’ venom, call it lyrical gin, You left me broke, but I’m cashin’ in sin. Tanya’s got the bottle, I’m armed with the pen, Two outlaws clashin’ where the chaos begins. You thought I’d fold, but I’m back with a spark, Rippin’ through the silence like a shot in the dark. [Chorus: Whiskey and words, they’re all we got left, Pourin’ out the pain from a life we’ve wrecked. She’s got the drawl, I’ve got the rhyme, Two wild souls lost in time. Whiskey and words, let ‘em bleed, let ‘em burn, Ain’t no goin’ back, no lessons learned. [Verse 3: I’ve danced with the devil in a honky-tonk haze, Loved you through the fire, through your runaway days. Your lies cut deeper than a switchblade’s edge, But I’m still standin’ on this barroom ledge. This jukebox heart’s playin’ our old tune, A lonesome waltz ‘neath a blood-red moon. [Verse 4: I’m the king of the wreckage, the prince of despair, Words hit like bullets, yeah, I’m fightin’ the air. You left me stranded, but I’m buildin’ a throne, From the ashes of a love that’s overgrown. Tanya’s got the grit, I’ve got the rage, We’re tearin’ up the script on this busted stage. [Chorus: Whiskey and words, they’re all we got left, Pourin’ out the pain from a life we’ve wrecked. She’s got the drawl, I’ve got the rhyme, Two wild souls lost in time. Whiskey and words, let ‘em bleed, let ‘em burn, Ain’t no goin’ back, no lessons learned. [Bridge: So here’s to the nights we can’t forget, Love and regret in a cold duet. And here’s to the fight, the scars we wear, A mic and a bottle, we’re a hell of a pair. [Chorus: Whiskey and words, they’re all we got left, Pourin’ out the pain from a life we’ve wrecked. She’s got the drawl, I’ve got the rhyme, Two wild souls lost in time. Whiskey and words, let ‘em bleed, let ‘em burn, Ain’t no goin’ back, no lessons learned. [Outro: I’ll drink to you, darlin’, ‘til the bottle runs dry… And I’ll rap ‘til the truth makes the devil cry…