(Verse 1)
I woke up on the floor with my boots still on
Mascara runnin’, curtains half-drawn
Taste of last night on my swollen lips
Cheap bourbon burn and a stranger’s fingertips
He said I was fire in a tight red dress
Said I move like sin in a Sunday mess
But he don’t know nothin’ ’bout the war I wage
Between these sheets and this broken stage
(Pre-Chorus)
I don’t love, I don’t pray
I just grind my hips and get through the day
(Chorus)
These empty whiskey glasses watch me sway
They’ve seen every man I let slip away
Broken dreams in a lace-up bust
I trade my heart for sweat and lust
If heaven’s real, it walked right past—
Left me here with an empty glass
(Verse 2)
Got a jukebox body and a back-alley smile
Been runnin’ on hunger for a long damn while
He grips my waist like he owns my skin
But I only let him halfway in
Nails down his back, teeth on his throat
Whisper, “Baby, don’t you get too close”
I ride the edge, I take control
Use his heat just to warm my soul
(Pre-Chorus)
I’m the preacher’s daughter gone obscene
The kind of woman you feel in your dreams
(Chorus)
These empty whiskey glasses don’t blush
They hear every curse, every desperate hush
Broken dreams in fishnet black
I arch my spine, but I don’t look back
If love’s a chain, I cut it fast—
And toast the night with an empty glass
(Bridge)
Yeah, I’ve been tasted, I’ve been tried
Been worshiped up and cast aside
They want my body under neon light
But they can’t survive my appetite
I don’t beg and I don’t break
I take what I want and leave ’em awake
(Guitar Solo – dirty, sliding, slow burn)
(Verse 3)
Mirror shows a queen of scars
Perfume, smoke, and unpaid bars
I kiss my reflection, smeared and wild
A grown-ass woman, nobody’s child
(Final Chorus)
These empty whiskey glasses know my name
They’ve watched me pleasure, watched my pain
Broken dreams in high-heeled stance
I make my own salvation dance
If hope’s a spark in the dark so vast—
I light it up with an empty glass
(Outro)
So pour it strong, let the bottle bleed
I’m everything they want and what they need
A little divine, a whole lotta sass—
Lipstick, leather, and an empty glass.* 🎸🔥
