Your car up front is running, so I guess that there ain't nothing left for us to fight or talk about. You can keep the spare key, I'll make another copy, and I don't care about my records at your house. You can take the time we spend together, take my shirt if it fits you better, the only thing I ask is when you leave, leave the whiskey on the table, don't need the glass, don't need no ice, just a burn from that black label, to chase the bitter taste of your goodbye. I'd rather be hungover than wake up alone and sober, so I'm gonna drink it all until it's gone. Covering up the quiet of a lonely heart requires something strong, yeah, something strong, so leave the whiskey on the table, don't need the glass, don't need no ice, yeah, just a burn from that black label, don't need the glass, don't need no ice, just a burn from that black label. Take it all, the only thing I ask is when you leave, leave the whiskey on the table, don't need the glass, don't need no ice, yeah, just a burn from that black label, to chase the bitter taste of your goodbye, yeah, leave the whiskey on the table, yeah, leave the whiskey on the table, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah.