[Verse]
The jukebox hums a lonesome tune,
While neon lights flicker in the room.
A whiskey glass, my closest friend,
Trying to mend what won't unbend.
[Verse 2]
This barstool's worn from nights like these,
Where memories haunt like a restless breeze.
Your laughter still echoes, soft and low,
Like a ghost that just won’t let go.
[Chorus]
One more round to drown my pain,
One more toast to what remains.
If I could turn back all we’ve lost,
I’d pay the price, no matter the cost.
[Verse 3]
The bartender knows my broken stare,
He slides the bottle, says life ain’t fair.
But what’s a man to do alone,
When the woman he loves is just a shadow gone?
[Verse 4]
The clock ticks slow but the past moves fast,
Every drink I take can’t out-run the past.
I’d give it all for one more embrace,
To hold your hand, to see your face.
[Chorus]
One more round to drown my pain,
One more toast to what remains.
If I could turn back all we’ve lost,
I’d pay the price, no matter the cost.