Whiskey In The Cabinets

There's whiskey on the counter & whiskey in the cabinets . There's whiskey every where you can see. 

Jack comes in a bottle wrapped in paper , he's her very best friend. "Forget , forget" he screams as she downs it once again. There's a pile of bills on the counter next to a phone blowing up with angry messages from your "lover."  He is the definition of empty , he doesn't know how to love. You , aren't the right person to teach him. So let him retreat back to his methods of coping by rotting away his body . You'll never change him , just as I'll never change you. 

Meanwhile we're here . A cold house , a mother & a daughter . You've taught me what empty is . In my distant memories you were amazing & left everyone , especially him , staring in awe. Put the bottle down , for the love of a daughter . Put it down . You're shooting bullets through my heart screaming not to cry. 

There's whiskey on the counter & whiskey in the cabinets . There's whiskey every where you can see.