An Empty Gla** and last cigarette to closing time and I'm drunk again but somehow I make it home cry myself to sleep that's the way the day ends, every night for me. Every night I'm in some bar, pouring whiskey on a heart that's on fire. Forgiving you, ain't no easy thing, each night for me always ends that same. An Empty Gla** and last cigarette to closing time and I'm drunk again but somehow I make it home cry myself to sleep that's the way the day ends, every night for me. (Instrumental) An Empty Gla** and last cigarette to closing time and I'm drunk again but somehow I make it home cry myself to sleep that's the way the day ends, every night for me. Yeah, that's the way the day ends, every night for me.