Sink
Still hear a slamming door
And the engine revving pedal on the floor
And the I don't love you anymore shootin off of your lips
The way you're tearin' up that gravel road
You took out my records and all your clothes
You got me thinking we're the kinda broke that'll never be fixed
Just the sound of the summer rain
Smack smacking on the window pane
Coming at me like a bullet train
With a whole lot of pain pain pain
I'm gonna sink to the bottom of this bottle of Jack
I'm gonna drink to your memory 'cause you're never ever coming back
I'm gonna paint a broken heart on every white wall in this house
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Watching our love go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
The sunshine's about to go black
It ain't the yellow thing that's getting low
Let the bad times roll and dig a hole
'Till I'm deep down in the dark
I'm gonna sit here thinking about what I've done
I'm gonna keep on drinking about what I've done
I wanna know what you thinking about what I've done
I won't really care anymore by the time I-
Sink to the bottom of this bottle of Jack
I'm gonna drink to your memory, 'cause you're never ever coming back
I'm gonna paint a broken heart on every white wall in this house
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Watching our love go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
Just the sound of the summer rain
Smack smacking on the window pane
Coming at me like a bullet train
With a whole lot of pain pain pain
I'm gonna sink to the bottom of this bottle of Jack
I'm gonna drink to your memory, 'cause you're never ever coming back
I'm gonna paint a broken heart on every white wall in this house
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Watching our love go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
And the engine revving pedal on the floor
And the I don't love you anymore shootin off of your lips
The way you're tearin' up that gravel road
You took out my records and all your clothes
You got me thinking we're the kinda broke that'll never be fixed
Just the sound of the summer rain
Smack smacking on the window pane
Coming at me like a bullet train
With a whole lot of pain pain pain
I'm gonna sink to the bottom of this bottle of Jack
I'm gonna drink to your memory 'cause you're never ever coming back
I'm gonna paint a broken heart on every white wall in this house
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Watching our love go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
The sunshine's about to go black
It ain't the yellow thing that's getting low
Let the bad times roll and dig a hole
'Till I'm deep down in the dark
I'm gonna sit here thinking about what I've done
I'm gonna keep on drinking about what I've done
I wanna know what you thinking about what I've done
I won't really care anymore by the time I-
Sink to the bottom of this bottle of Jack
I'm gonna drink to your memory, 'cause you're never ever coming back
I'm gonna paint a broken heart on every white wall in this house
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Watching our love go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
Just the sound of the summer rain
Smack smacking on the window pane
Coming at me like a bullet train
With a whole lot of pain pain pain
I'm gonna sink to the bottom of this bottle of Jack
I'm gonna drink to your memory, 'cause you're never ever coming back
I'm gonna paint a broken heart on every white wall in this house
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Round and round
Trying to drown
Pouring it out
Watching our love go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
Watching it all go down the sink
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Osborne, Matthew Jenkins, Harold Tyndell
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