I have a demon
My demon is the bottle.
I spend more time looking down the neck of a bottle than I do anything else.
My time is not well spent.
I have had multiple people tell me i have a Drinking Problem
Myself I think the drinking is not the problem,
I think the taste of cold bourbon on a summer night is better than anything,
My body tells me that it’s good for me.
It welcomes the taste as if its a best friend.
My best friends all left me when she did.
I guess the only thing that stayed is my Drinking Problem

So you tell me,
Is my drinking a problem?
Or is it the people that left.
Is it the taste of the sweet bourbon on that summer night?
Or is it the people that push and shove me.
Is it the fact that my best friend is a bottle?
Or is it the fact that I'm all alone.

Is My Drinking A Problem

Do you remember what you said to me?
When you said we’d be together until the end.
Do you remember what we said we’d be?
We would be together until days end is what was said.
Do you remember the day you left me?
When you took all your things and left nothing in sight.
Where are you now?

I heard your married now
Did he give you more than I never could?
I saw you were dancing our dance
Does he twirl you the way I did?
I thought our love would last forever
Do you ever think of what could have been?
Where are you now?


But where am I now


I do remember what you said to me
While I'm staring down the neck of a bottle I remember every word
I do remember what we said we would be
When i'm looking at photos of us
I do remember the day you left me.
Where am I now?


You heard I’m engaged now
No, she gives me more than you ever did
You saw me dancing with her
No, She holds me tighter while we twirl
You never wanted to see us through
No, I'm only thinking of the future.

Where are you now?