I'm a pirate.

Fully in my whiskey now and
My three sheets are sailing out.
I can’t choke down on these words anymore,
This liquor tongue is breaking out.

Because you were my melody,
A song I could sing by memory.

But I can't, I won't buy you anymore.

So I guess I'm a pirate now
Sailing silently on this soundless sea.

Bar tabs will drown every sound for now, even when
Siren songs call me back to shore.
They sing, "Hold on, come home"
They sing,  "I was wrong, so wrong"

But I'm a pirate now
Stealing songs, and steering
Far, far away