Another Bar, Another Scar

[Verse 1]
Bars and scars
staring at the bottles like they both ours
Music pumpin, shots of whiskey
smokey room, air feel risky
She left quick, I’m still stuck here
same barstool, same cheap beer
Scars not healing, they just itch
pick at every memory, twitch by twitch
[Chorus]
Another night, another bar, another scar
I keep chasing what we were, it’s too far
She won’t let go, living in my head
I won’t let go, talking to the dead
What’s left of me?
What’s left of her?
Another night, another bar, another scar (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Glass on my lip, burn in my chest
phone in my hand, unsent text
Forever was a word that we both used
now it’s just a ghost in my tattoos
Clock on the wall drip, drip, slow
I’m here, but my heart won’t show
Won’t let go, I replay that door
slam in surround sound, over and more
[Chorus]
Another night, another bar, another scar
I keep chasing what we were, it’s too far
She won’t let go, living in my head
I won’t let go, talking to the dead
What’s left of me?
What’s left of her?
Another night, another bar, another scar (oh)
Another night, another bar, another scar

rap, Dark, moody trap-rap beat at midtempo, sub-heavy bass and distant piano stabs. Male vocals, close and confessional, with doubled hooks and tucked-in ad-libs. Verses stay sparse to spotlight the storytelling; chorus widens with filtered pads and low harmonies for a lonely, late-night feel., healing