Last Call

[Verse] Sittin' on my porch, sun sinkin' low, Another day gone, another lonesome show, I twist off the cap, take a sip so slow, Last call in the six-pack, it's time to let go. The bottles lay empty, scattered 'round my chair, Memories fade with each drop of despair, I drown my sorrows, but they ain't goin' anywhere, Last call in the six-pack, I'm left alone to bear. [Chorus] Empty bottles, empty heart, Torn apart, driftin' apart, In this small town, ain't much to prove, Just me and the last beer, a bittersweet brew. [Verse] Darkness falls, stars start to gleam, Whiskey whispers in the moonlit beam, I search for solace in this silent porch, But the ache inside, it won't redeem. The night grows colder, shadows start to creep, The only warmth in the bottles I keep I pour another glass, in the silence, I weep, Last call in the six-pack, my secrets buried deep. [Chorus] Empty bottles, empty heart, Torn apart, driftin' apart, In this small town, ain't much to prove, Just me and the last beer, a bittersweet brew. [Chorus] Empty bottles, empty heart, Torn apart, driftin' apart, In this small town, ain't much to prove, Just me and the last beer, a bittersweet brew. [Bridge] Last call in the six-pack, but I'll soldier on, With the weight of the world, and the break of dawn, Through the haze of regret, I'll stumble along, Just me and the last beer, 'til I find where I belong. [Banjo solo] [Chorus] Empty bottles, empty heart, Torn apart, driftin' apart, In this small town, ain't much to prove, Just me and the last beer, a bittersweet brew. [outro]