Whiskey Tears

There's a bottle on the table And a shadow on the wall. A photograph beside it That I never move at all. The night keeps getting longer Since you walked away. And every little memory Knows exactly what to say. These are whiskey tears Rolling down my face. A thousand little memories I can't erase. I don't need another drink To know what I already knew. The bottle isn't talking. I'm just missing you. I hear your voice in silence. I see your smile in dreams. Funny how a broken heart can Hide behind the seams. The clock keeps moving forward, But I'm standing in the past. Wondering why the sweetest things Were never built to last. These are whiskey tears Rolling down my face. A thousand little memories I can't erase. I don't need another drink To know what I already knew. The bottle isn't talking. I'm just missing you. Tomorrow, I'll wake up And let the sunlight in. I'll wash away the shadows And learn to breathe again. Tonight, I'll let the memories Pass quietly through. Then I'll leave this lonely room And leave behind you, too. These Are whiskey tears. They don't belong to me. I gave them to the night And let the night set me free. I don't need another drink To find my way back home. Some hearts heal slowly, But they can heal alone. The bottle's getting colder. The morning's coming through. And somewhere in the daylight, I'm letting go Of you.