[Intro]
(Slow, mournful piano chords, double bass walking line, soft brushwork on snare. A deep sigh fades into the first notes.)
[Verse 1]
This empty glass reflects the neon glow
Rain streaks the window, mirroring my slow
Descent into the silence you left behind
A hollow echo rattlin' in my mind
The jukebox plays a tune we used to know
Each note's a shard that cuts me deep and slow
This barstool's cold, just like your last goodbye
A frozen moment underneath this city sky
[Chorus]
(Voice softens, becomes noticeably raspy, breathy)
Oh, this heart's just shattered glass
Scattered pieces on the floor
Whiskey can't erase the past
Or make me need you less... or more
(Volume drops further, rasp intensifies)
Just leaves me whisperin' low...
Through this whiskey stained... these whiskey stained blues...
[Verse 2]
The smoke curls up like questions in the air
Why'd you vanish? Why'd you cease to care?
Your perfume lingers on the empty chair
A ghostly scent, a burden I still bear
The saxophone just wails a lonely sound
Draggin' my lost hopes across the ground
These memories, they flicker and they fade
Leavin' nothin' but the mess that you have made
[Chorus]
(Voice softens, becomes raspy, breathy)
Oh, this heart's just shattered glass
Scattered pieces on the floor
Whiskey can't erase the past
Or make me need you less... or more
(Volume drops further, rasp intensifies)
Just leaves me whisperin' low...
Through this whiskey stained... these whiskey stained blues...
[Bridge]
(Piano solo - sparse, melancholic notes over sustained bass. Voice returns, quiet and raw)
Tried to find the words to make you understand
Tried to build a future on this shiftin' sand
Now all I got's the burn... deep down inside
(Emphasis, voice cracks slightly with emotion)
Nothin' left to do... but let the teardrops slide
Nothin' left to say... nowhere left to hide...
Just this... quiet... ache... where love... once... did reside...
[Chorus]
(Voice very soft, intensely raspy and vulnerable)
Yeah, this heart's just shattered glass...
Scattered pieces... on the floor...
Whiskey can't... erase the past...
Or make me need you... less... or more...
(Almost a whisper, gravelly and broken)
Just leaves me... whisperin'... so low...
Through these... whiskey stained...
These... broken... whiskey stained blues...
[Outro]
(Slow fade: Piano repeats a simple, descending motif. Bass holds a final low note. Voice hums the chorus melody faintly, raspy and fading, ending on a breath. Drums brush softly to silence.)