Vice Magazine Has A Lot To Answer For Lyrics & Chords By Shoes And Socks Off

one more whiskey,
one more yellow smile,
once more chance to set my cells on fire.
i haven’t moved for hours but i’m skipping beats,
everything feels so sad and so sweet.
one more black-out, showing off your scars,
come meet me here there are more windows than stars. someone told me ‘heartache is a masterpiece’,
now here i am spitting out my teeth.
this is no place for the half-hearted.
one more whiskey,
one more yellow smile,
one last chance to set myself on fire.
i’m pissed enough i could go up in smoke,
but if i was burning now, i would only feel alone