Down The Drain Part II

So I wrote a lyric called "Down The Drain" in March of 2012. I have no idea where I got the inspiration from to be completely honest. And to be completely honest, I'd forgotten all about it. But a few weeks ago, as I went through my "Lyric" folder, I opened it up just to refresh my memory. I'd been working on a new idea, and was getting nowhere, so I thought "what the heck, I'll take a stab at this one again." So I grabbed the trusty Taylor and stuck my capo on the third fret and just started a little finger picking to get in the mood. Obviously, this was going to be kind of a dark and edgy tune, seeing that the story is about an alcoholic who goes out every night and buys a bottle of whiskey, but when he returns to his empty home, the memory of his ex-wife/ex-girlfriend leaving him because of his addiction is too much for him to handle, so he pours the whiskey ...dun dun duuun... Down The Drain. And he's watching his life slip away, yada yada yada.
So I started humming, started strumming and twenty minutes later....I was almost a little excited about it. This is not a modern country song, by any means. And this will never get cut because it's way too dark and depressing. The rhymes are too simple and the music is too boring. But it was still a fun one to finish and add to my "drinking my life away, this world is miserable, you cheater, I like to party, that dirty whore, I like bad boys, I really like to party" set list.
So here are the revised lyrics, and the mp3 is on the widget to the left. If you do not have a browser capable of supporting the widget, you can take a listen on my Reverbnation , it should be the second song on the playlist. Feel free to Fan me on Reverbnation or Follow my Blog. I don't send out any emails. The only reason I might would be if I actually...someday...possibly...book a gig somewhere. But if you know me, you know I'm not the biggest fan of playing out, so that's unlikely to say the least.

Down The Drain

© Chelsey Sears

An unopened bottle

In a brown paper sack

He shuffles through the door

Swears it will be the last

Even though he knows inside

The promise he just made

It’s going down the drain

His head starts to spin

As the night presses on

Each second lasts for hours

But he’s too far gone

To even care about the time

‘Cause since she drove away

It’s been going down the drain

Yeah the kitchen smells of whiskey

But he hasn’t had a drop

‘Cause in his heart, she’s still cryin'

Beggin’ him to stop

So he stands at the sink

Drowning his pain

Watching everything go down the drain

In ev’ry ounce a mem’ry

Laced with regret

Knowing that his demons

Were the reasons she left

Still there’s a part of him

That wants another taste

But he pours it down the drain

Yeah the kitchen smells of whiskey

But he hasn’t had a drop

‘Cause in his heart, she’s still cryin'

Beggin’ him to stop

So he stands at the sink

Drowning his pain

Watching everything go down the drain