Lyrics
Bottle of bourbon
A hole in the wall
Cigarette smoke up and down the hall
Yeah, Iâve been a wreck since
You up and rolled out
Stuck in the bed tryna drown you out the house
Steady flippinâ through static
Feeling psychosomatic
Baby, I'm losing my mind
The silence is killing me
Here in these empty sheets
I hear the clock, every drop from the kitchen sink
Lamp light keeps buzzinâ on
Fan just keeps humminâ songs
Girl, I've been fighting this quiet since you've been gone
I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on
Your memoryâs got me paranoid
Sometimes I think I hear your voice
So I crank it up like a maniac
But it donât change the fact
The silence is killing me
Here in these empty sheets
I hear the clock, every drop from the kitchen sink
Lamp light keeps buzzinâ on
Fan just keeps humminâ songs
Girl, I've been fighting this quiet since you've been gone
I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on
Steady flippinâ through static
Feeling psychosomatic
Baby Iâm losing my mind
The silence is killing me
Here in these empty sheets
I hear the clock, every drop from the kitchen sink
Lamp light keeps buzzinâ on
Fan just keeps humminâ songs
Girl, I've been fighting this quiet since you've been gone
I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on
Yeah, I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on
A hole in the wall
Cigarette smoke up and down the hall
Yeah, Iâve been a wreck since
You up and rolled out
Stuck in the bed tryna drown you out the house
Steady flippinâ through static
Feeling psychosomatic
Baby, I'm losing my mind
The silence is killing me
Here in these empty sheets
I hear the clock, every drop from the kitchen sink
Lamp light keeps buzzinâ on
Fan just keeps humminâ songs
Girl, I've been fighting this quiet since you've been gone
I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on
Your memoryâs got me paranoid
Sometimes I think I hear your voice
So I crank it up like a maniac
But it donât change the fact
The silence is killing me
Here in these empty sheets
I hear the clock, every drop from the kitchen sink
Lamp light keeps buzzinâ on
Fan just keeps humminâ songs
Girl, I've been fighting this quiet since you've been gone
I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on
Steady flippinâ through static
Feeling psychosomatic
Baby Iâm losing my mind
The silence is killing me
Here in these empty sheets
I hear the clock, every drop from the kitchen sink
Lamp light keeps buzzinâ on
Fan just keeps humminâ songs
Girl, I've been fighting this quiet since you've been gone
I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on
Yeah, I need some company
Thatâs why I tend to leave
The TV on