Letras
Midnight at the last chance, rain blurring up the glass
Told the bartender my secrets, hoping they would pass
He said, daughter, you ain't the first one, came in here with eyes like that
Trying to pour a broken heart into a worn out cowboy hat
The jukebox is playing sad songs, everyone hits home
Guess tonight's the night I finally realize I'm alone
Yeah, it's just empty barstool talk, spilling out the truth
Every glass is a postcard back to my reckless youth
You think you're chasing fire, but you're only chasing ghosts
And the ones who leave you broken are the ones you love the most
Just empty barstool talk
Tried to call his number, but I deleted it last week
Trying to find the courage that the whiskey helps me seek
He said, I love the journey more than I could ever love the state
And watching me pull out was his toughest kind of day
He was right about the highway, wrong about the love I gave
Guess the only thing I failed to keep was a promise I couldn't say
Yeah, it's just empty barstool talk, spilling out the truth
Every glass is a postcard back to my reckless youth
You think you're chasing fire, but you're only chasing ghosts
And the ones who leave you broken are the ones you love the most
Just empty barstool talk
I crossed all the bridges just to burn them in my wake
But I didn't know the sacrifice that a burning heart can make
Now there's nothing left but smoke and the reflection in the glass
Just a woman trying to figure out how to make this moment pass
Yeah, it's just empty barstool talk, spilling out the truth
Yeah, it's just empty barstool talk and the ghosts of the past