Split the Whiskey

You left your boots by the door

Like you still lived here

Coffee ring on the sink

And your old coat hanging near

I keep the porch light on

For a habit I hate

Your ghost walks in

When the house gets late

I told myself I'd be fine

I told myself I knew

But every little quiet thing

Still points me back to you

Split the whiskey

Split the night

Split that memory clean in two

Split the whiskey

If I can't have you

I can learn to lose you slow

I can learn to let you go

Your name on my phone

Still lit up in blue

I scroll right past it

Like I always don't know what to do

The glass on the table

Still waits where you sat

I pour one small pour

And I stare at that

I told myself I'd be fine

I told myself I knew

But every little quiet thing

Still points me back to you

Split the whiskey

Split the night

Split that memory clean in two

Split the whiskey

If I can't have you

I can learn to lose you slow

I can learn to let you go

If I say your name

Does it break the spell?

If I burn these letters

Will I burn myself?

I don't need forever

I just need this ache to end

I'm not asking for a miracle

Just for morning to come in

Split the whiskey

Split the night

Split that memory clean in two

Split the whiskey

If I can't have you

I can learn to lose you slow

I can learn to let you go

Split the whiskey

Split the night

I'm learning how to live

Without your shadow on my life