One more whiskey    One more yellow smile    One more chance to set my cells on fire      I haven’t moved for hours    But I’m skipping beats    Everything feels so sad and so sweet       One more black out    Showing off your scars come    Meet me here there’s more   Windows than stars       Someone told me heartache is a masterpiece    And now here I am spitting out my teeth    This is no place for the half hearted       One more whiskey   One more yellow smile    One last chance to set myself on fire       I’m pissed enough   That I could go up in smoke    But if I was burning now    I would only feel alone.