Last Round Left

[country_pop, brisk_pulse, guitar_punch, polished_mix, direct_entry, hook_forward_chorus, tonic_centered_loop, gradual_tension_build, chorus_brightness_lift, syncopated_drums, tight_bass_groove, rhythmic_guitar_chunks, section_density_variation] [sg1-ala-co-on-dotx-05-95] [v3.3.2026.0718R] [Verse 1] Corner stool, it's mine tonight, Same old faces under the dim light. They're pouring drinks and passing cheers, I'm working hard to hide these tears. [Chorus] Don't tell me it'll fade in time, Don't tell me I'll leave this behind. I'll sit here where the heartache's kept Till there's no last round left. [Verse 2] Saw her laugh at the end of the bar, I looked down and worried the scar. They talked too loud, I bit my tongue, Nodded along when they played our song. [Chorus] Don't tell me it'll fade in time, Don't tell me I'll leave this behind. I'll sit here where the heartache's kept Till there's no last round left. [Bridge] Fact is, this chair don't move real far, And she don't have to see me hurt. I keep my glass steady, tip the man, Like a working man oughta understand. [Final Chorus] Don't tell me it'll fade in time, Don't tell me I'll leave this behind. I'll sit here where the hurt's been swept, Till there's no last round left. Yeah, I'll sit here where the heartache's kept Till there's no last round left. [end]