The wine I'm drinking isn't strong enough To dissolve the bitter taste you left in my mouth No amount of liquor I consume Could ever be as intoxicating as you Then as I lie alone in bed With tears as my only company I try to hate the fact that I loved you The fabric conditioner I use Has long since erased your cologne And I'm grateful of that, I think.
The wine I'm drinking isn't strong enough To dissolve the bitter taste you left in my mouth But I still have another bottle.