Warm Beer, Cold World

[Verse 1]
Sunburn on my neck
Cheap chair sinking in the yard
Foam rings on the table
Like little ghosts of what was ours
You said you'd be right back
That was three long years ago
Now it’s just me and this bottle
And a sky that’s too bright to hold
[Chorus]
Warm beer
Cold world
Sweat running down my throat
Laugh track from the neighbors
Can’t quite reach this porch
It’s summertime
But I’m barely alive
The heat is shining
On a life I can’t revive
[Verse 2]
Radio in the window
Playing songs from ’95
Every chord is a memory
Every word cuts me twice
Flip-flops on the concrete
Someone’s kids are yelling names
I remember wanting future
Now I just rewind the same old tapes
[Chorus]
Warm beer
Cold world
Sweat running down my throat
Laugh track from the neighbors
Can’t quite reach this porch
It’s summertime
But I’m barely alive
The heat is shining
On a life I can’t revive
[Bridge]
I raise this can
To the kid I used to be (hey…)
Who thought by now
He’d finally be free
All I got
Is this plastic chair and sky
And the quiet little wish
For a colder night
[Chorus]
Warm beer
Cold world
Sweat running down my throat
Laugh track from the neighbors
Can’t quite reach this porch
It’s summertime
But I’m barely alive
The heat is shining
On a life I can’t revive
Warm beer
Cold world
And I drink to stay alive

rock, Slow 90s grunge ballad, male vocals, dry drums with roomy snare, detuned clean-to-crunch guitars, warm bass carrying the sadness. Verses stay hushed and confessional; chorus swells with doubled vocals and slightly overdriven chords. Subtle chorus/flanger on guitars for nostalgia, light tape saturation, long plate reverb tail on the vocal in the final chorus., ballad, depressing, sad, slow, nostalgic, grunge