Viewpoint Jane - Idle Hour

Well the vinyl on the stools is torn
And the polish on the legs is worn
And the red lights strung around the bar
Didn't stop us cause we've gone too far
Sirens outside are a soundtrack
Just one more drink, I know you've gotta pack
And each time we come here
It feels like the first
We're drinking in the evening
But it doesn't quench my thirst
Springsteen in the speakers
And a bourbon whiskey sour
Every minute goes too quickly
When it's in this idle hour
Now you're back in Massachusetts
And I'm trying to get used to it
Stay at work late, take the long way home
Yeah my friends call, but I'm still alone
Now I imagine where we used to sit
You are the tenant that I can't evict
And each night I miss you
It feels like the first
I'm drinking every evening
But it doesn't quench my thirst
Stevie in my headphones
Takeout on the counter
Every minute takes forever
When it's in this idle hour
And everything is fine
Yes it's fine, fine, fine
I told you
Everything is fine
Caught your eyes once
In the rearview mirror
Just keep driving
We could disappear
Sometimes I come by
But it kind of feels forced
I have a drink and leave
But it still doesn't quench my thirst
Silence in the speakers
Someone must've cut the power
I told you
Everything is fine

Written by:
Anissa Sorokin

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