Don't fucking tell me that you don't remember!
The kisses, the feelings, your body in tremors.
Don't blame it on the whiskey for loving me tonight
I've waited too long, I fought the good fight
I've loved you for days, for weeks, for months,
To get to this point, it's my triumph
I'll never forget the taste of your lips, the weight of your body, the sounds you let slip..
I've taken you to mountains, ranges, and more
I tried so hard that my soul is now sore
The morning after, it's now all the same,
The look in your eyes, not wild, but tame,
The way you speak, so careful and planned
Not at all like the hours just spent before hand
It kills me that liquor is the key to our love
That sober you is so distant and cold