No Whiskey

When I get home after the wedding, tour, and funeral in Sweden

You won't be there

When I play at the festival on Saturday

You won't be there

On Monday we were supposed to go see Jeffrey Lewis

I'm still going

I gave your ticket to Rachel

And he'll sing

"A heartbreak is just a hangover of the heart

A heartbreak is just a hangover of the heart"

On Wednesday we'll play our release show with Matching Outfits

But you won't be there

And then it's the weekend

And I'm supposed to relax after an intense month

But let's see how still I can be

Cause I thought we would cuddle

I thought we would go out for dinner

But you don't want me

In the week after that I might work a few shifts

But you won't be sitting at the bar with a glass of whiskey

And I know you'll play a show there next Sunday

I'll tear one of your posters apart and I won't go

I'll leave the other two hanging though

That poster torn apart is just a hangover of the heart

That poster torn apart is just a hangover of the heart

And then it's my birthday

I'm turning twenty-nine

And you'll write

"hope you had a good one"

No exclamation mark or anything!

And a month will have magically gone by, without you by my side

And a month will have magically gone by, without you by my side

And every morning

Every morning

Every morning

I'll think

"A heartbreak is just a hangover of the heart

A heartbreak is just a hangover of the heart"

And yeah, sure, it's been a pretty great evening

But maybe we shouldn't have stayed up til four drinking

I've loved you since I was twenty-five

I can stop loving you at twenty-nine

I've loved you since I was twenty-five

I can stop loving you at twenty-nine

I've loved you since I was twenty-five

I can stop loving you at twenty-nine

No problem