Whiskey Blues - Kaleidoscope

I've done my time being heart broken

My trust tangled like a ball of yarn

I'm unfolding, I considered moving 

But running only makes you lose your home 

All the shelves are empty and my record player rusted

There's dust gathered on my favorite porcelain

And I know there's no place here for me anymore

I see your polished shoes and new plaid shirts

Everybody knows you hurt

But your whiskey blues plays in every corner breaking curfew 

Now everybody knows your hurting has finally caught up to you

Fear, is the object of my desires 

I wish I hadn't traded my innocence for something so irrelevant

Now I live in your mailbox as your scarlet letter

A little armour of everything made it all better

You spend hours writing cruel and tragic poetry

About my sapphire eyes and my ruby lips

That did nothing to save me from my emerald skin

Now it's me and my whiskey blues

And the irony of my purple record crew

It's not a fight if no one fights 

And it's not a victory if there's nothing worth winning

You were riding on every moonlight high and now you're counting the silvers in your hair 

Like every broken record that horrible night plays in our minds

I wish I hadn't meant some of the things I said to you

But my words run dry when it comes to apologizing

And I doubt it's different for you too

But all that dignity I had looks better off me 

And all the memories of you had sinks deep into my glass

It's that ocean blue and that burning view and it takes me back 

To when the whiskey blues owned every single track.

-auctor