Too Much Whiskey

Too much whiskey makes me miss you

and I’m trying to forget you,

but the way you look is tearing me apart.

This empty house is all I’m facing

and the drinks won’t keep me waiting,

but I miss you when the day is getting dark

Your love was never mine to borrow

and I’m sinking in my sorrows

I love you when the glass is in my hand

Too much whiskey makes me miss you

and I’m trying to forget you

but the way you left is tearing me apart

My only friends are in these bottles

and I’m not thinkin’ ‘bout tomorrow

cause too much whiskey keeps your memory alive

This broken life is all I’m facing

and the tears won’t be wasted

but I miss you while I’m alone in bed

Your time was never mine to borrow

and I’m drowning in my sorrows

I love you when the whiskey’s on my breath

Too much whiskey makes me miss you

and I’m trying to forget you

but this emptiness is tearing me apart

And now I’m too drunk to stand

but the phone is in my hand

It’s time to make a call that I will regret

Too much whiskey makes me miss you

and in the morning I’ll forget you

So why are you still tearing me apart?

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