Whiskey On The Rocks

[Verse 1]
Ashtray halo
Glass sweats on this scarred oak bar
Jukebox humming something slow
I stay till they forget who we are
Sleeves rolled, tie loose
Your ghost in that empty chair
Bartender knows by the way I move
I'm pouring you in the air
[Chorus]
Whiskey on the rocks
Keeps talking like an old friend (oh yeah)
Says, "You ain't over her
You just got good at pretend"
Midnight in my veins
Ice cracking like a clock
If love's a losing game
Deal me whiskey on the rocks
[Verse 2]
Door swings, rain smell
Laughs spill from a stranger's crowd
I raise my glass, fake a little toast
Drown your name in the sound
Lip prints, lipstick
Still stained on my mind like wine
Every sip burns
But it burns a little softer each time
[Chorus]
Whiskey on the rocks
Keeps talking like an old friend
Says, "You can chase her shadow
Or you can dance with the end"
Midnight in my veins
Ice cracking like a clock (tick-tock)
If love's a losing game
Deal me whiskey on the rocks
[Bridge]
[Band drops to a hush, slow sway]
I don't need saving
Just one last round of sin
Let this slow blue rhythm
Tuck my troubles in
[Chorus]
Whiskey on the rocks
Keeps talking like an old friend
Says, "Boy, you made your choices
Now choose how you descend"
Midnight in my veins
Ice cracking like a clock
If I'm gonna miss you forever
Make it whiskey on the rocks

jazz, Smoky late-night blues-jazz combo: brushed snare, walking upright bass, warm hollow‑body guitar, and lazy piano fills. Male vocals sit right up front, dry and intimate. Tempo lopes in a slow swing; verses stay low and conversational, chorus opens with bigger belts and tight horn stabs answering the vocal. Subtle organ pad creeps in by the bridge, then everything pulls back for a close, dimly lit ending., blues