An Empty Gla**
and last cigarette
to closing time
and I'm drunk again
but somehow I make it home
cry myself to sleep
that's the way the day ends,
every night for me.
Every night I'm in some bar,
pouring whiskey on a heart that's on fire.
Forgiving you, ain't no easy thing,
each night for me always ends that same.
An Empty Gla**
and last cigarette
to closing time
and I'm drunk again
but somehow I make it home
cry myself to sleep
that's the way the day ends,
every night for me.
(Instrumental)
An Empty Gla**
and last cigarette
to closing time
and I'm drunk again
but somehow I make it home
cry myself to sleep
that's the way the day ends,
every night for me.
Yeah, that's the way the day ends,
every night for me.