w(h)ine for one

W(H)INE FOR ONE Oldest, oldest, oldest So old I was grown But why so cold? Maybe I should be a something But I’m again fucking nothing Sitting on the cold kitchen tiles My phone is dead, I haven't smiled in miles Let’s go to the shop C’mon, c’mon, c’mon Some strawberry and maybe some rum To make my heavy fingers go numb Yeah, c’mon, c’mon So pour that wine for one tonight I’ll whine to myself till the morning light Talking to the glass, talking to the wall There is nobody to watch me fall I whine, I wine, my only friend A cheap glass bottle until the end Yeah, I make lonely look so done It’s just w(h)ine for one Got my ID but I still feel twelve A useless book on a dusty shelf My mom is calling, I press decline She wouldn't understand this state of mine Just chewing on a plastic straw Worst version of me I ever saw They all said I’m legal at last But I’m just locked inside the past Let’s go to the shop C’mon, c’mon, c’mon Some strawberry and maybe some rum To make my heavy fingers go numb Yeah, c’mon, c’mon So pour that wine for one tonight I’ll whine to myself till the morning light Talking to the glass, talking to the wall There is nobody to watch me fall I whine, I wine, my only friend A cheap glass bottle until the end Yeah, I make lonely look so done It’s just w(h)ine for one Maybe I should be a something... But I’m again fucking nothing. No one in my room, no one on my phone Just the liquid keeping me company alone It's not a party, it's just a routine The loneliest girl I've ever been So pour that wine for one tonight I’ll whine to myself till the morning light Talking to the glass, talking to the wall There is nobody to watch me fall I whine, I wine, my only friend A cheap glass bottle until the end Yeah, I make lonely look so done It’s just w(h)ine for one Strawberry and rum. So cold, so numb. I was grown. Still alone. W(h)ine to the bone