Whiskey and killing time

Verse 1]

I light a smoke, lean back in my chair

This old porch knows every weight I bear

Bottle’s half gone, but the night’s still young

Radio hums a lonesome song unsung

I’m just drinkin’ whiskey and killin’ time

Let the world keep spinnin’, I’ll toe that line

Ain’t in no hurry, pain’s got no end

So I pour another glass and pretend

There’s a picture in the drawer I don’t dare see

Of the woman who once meant the world to me

Left her name in the dust and the miles behind

Now it’s just me and the clock I can’t unwind

I’m just drinkin’ whiskey and killin’ time

Let the fire burn low, I’m doin’ fine

No past to chase, no future in sight

Just a glass of brown truth every night

The phone don’t ring, and the mail don’t come

Even the silence don’t bother me none

I watch shadows crawl across the floor

Like they’re searchin’ for what ain’t here no more

Some folks find salvation in church and song

Me, I find it where the pours are strong

Ain’t proud of the man I’ve become

But he’s honest, broken, and numb

So I’ll keep drinkin’ whiskey and killin’ time

No better cure for a heart outta line

When the silence speaks louder than pain

I just reach for the bottle again

Yeah, just me…

…this glass…

…and time.