Brown Bottle Blues

[Verse 1]
End of the shift
boots by the door
Barstool knows
what I'm here for
Same old label
same old pour
One more round
I say one more

She blowin' up
my cracked screen (ring, ring)
Ten missed calls
same routine
"Why you always
at that scene?"
'Cause it’s the only place
I feel free

[Chorus]
I got brown bottle blues
in a cold glass hand
Every time I find my peace
she got another demand
Saying, "Why you love that bar
more than you love me?"
I say, "Girl, I love the silence
you won’t let me breathe"
Yeah, these brown bottle blues
got a hold on me

[Verse 2]
She talking circles
'bout what's wrong
I'm just trying
to make rent last long
She counting sins
like she keeping score
I'm counting tips
and locking doors

Lipstick fights
and slammed doors (hey)
I sleep better
on these hardwood floors
She hates the smell
on my shirt at three
But that cheap beer
feels cheap like me

[Chorus]
I got brown bottle blues
in a cold glass hand
Every time I find my peace
she got another demand
Saying, "Why you love that bar
more than you love me?"
I say, "Girl, I love the silence
you won’t let me breathe"
Yeah, these brown bottle blues
got a hold on me

[Bridge]
Maybe I'm broken
maybe she's right
Maybe I'm married
to these late nights
But every time she starts
that same old speech
I raise that glass
push her voice out of reach (out of reach)

[Chorus]
I got brown bottle blues
in a cold glass hand
Every time I find my peace
she got another demand
Saying, "Why you love that bar
more than you love me?"
I say, "Girl, I love the silence
you won’t let me breathe"
Yeah, these brown bottle blues
yeah, they’re all I need (all I need)