More songs by Zach John King
Description
It smells of bourbon, longing, and something all too familiar. Something that always comes back, as soon as you take a sip. The light in the bar is soft, almost homely, but your eyes still search for someone - not the person next to you, but the one who stayed in the past, where that very song is still playing. The glass clinks against the bar, the ice melts, and it seems like the pain should go away with it - but it doesn't. It doesn't go away. It just gets quieter, like ashes after a fire. And it's funny, even: you try to forget, but instead you remember even more strongly.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Bulleit, bourbon, my wheels turning up in my head since the day you left.
Can't seem to slow the heartbreak hurting on down.
Black dress, mixed drink, sits next to me. But I don't say a thing 'cause it used to be you. Guess I thought
I'd be a little better off by now.
I try and I try, but I feel you everywhere, in every inch of this bar.
Didn't know them downtown lights could ever feel this dark.
Down to the bottom of the bottle. Girl, you know I try to move on but the page won't turn.
Now I can't taste the whiskey, but I still feel the burn.
I hate this song.
It kills me when it comes on. 'Cause all I see is us on a back then bus.
Push it down but you come back up.
I feel you everywhere, in every inch of this bar.
Didn't know them downtown lights could ever feel this dark.
Down to the bottom of the bottle. Girl, you know I try to move on but the page won't turn.
Now I can't taste the whiskey, but I still feel the burn.
I still feel the burn. I'm burning one more night.
Pouring it all on ice.
But I can't let this die, hard as I try and I try.
I feel you everywhere, in every inch of this bar.
Didn't know them downtown lights could ever feel this dark. Down to the bottom of the bottle.
Girl, you know I try to move on but the page won't turn.
Now I can't taste the whiskey, but I still feel the burn.
English translation
Bulleit, bourbon, my wheels turning up in my head since the day you left.
Can't seem to slow the heartbreak hurting on down.
Black dress, mixed drink, sits next to me. But I don't say a thing 'cause it used to be you. Guess I thought
I'd be a little better off by now.
I try and I try, but I feel you everywhere, in every inch of this bar.
Didn't know them downtown lights could ever feel this dark.
Down to the bottom of the bottle. Girl, you know I try to move on but the page won't turn.
Now I can't taste the whiskey, but I still feel the burn.
I hate this song.
It kills me when it comes on. 'Cause all I see is us on a back then bus.
Push it down but you come back up.
I feel you everywhere, in every inch of this bar.
Didn't know them downtown lights could ever feel this dark.
Down to the bottom of the bottle. Girl, you know I try to move on but the page won't turn.
Now I can't taste the whiskey, but I still feel the burn.
I still feel the burn. I'm burning one more night.
Pouring it all on ice.
But I can't let this die, hard as I try and I try.
I feel you everywhere, in every inch of this bar.
Didn't know them downtown lights could ever feel this dark. Down to the bottom of the bottle.
Girl, you know I try to move on but the page won't turn.
Now I can't taste the whiskey, but I still feel the burn.