Whiskey In The Bottle

Whiskey in the bottle
What’s it doing stuck in there
Crawl on out and pick me up
Until I can’t see clear
Make me numb and happy
Put my memories in the past
Keep on adding courage
With every single glass
Whiskey in the bottle
Ain’t doing me no good
Swill it down my throat until
I’m in a better mood
Sloshing in the bottle
Back and forth it goes
Each time I pour a new one
Who would I be to oppose?
Like the tide out in the ocean
Ride the current, ride it high
Each time I pour another one
I’m a much happier guy
Like the sandy shores that form the beach
Speak to the rolling sea
The contents is that bottle
Are whispering to me
They tell me I’ll be happy if I only take a shot
Promises and memories are now all that I’ve got
I twist the cap so steadily with great anticipation
My sweaty palms awaiting the sweet asphyxiation
Of the pain and regret I know why my palms sweat
at the thought of you Nothing left to do
But wallow in whiskey swilling it right down
Glad to have that bottle since you let me and this town
Behind you in the rubble of your shallow smitten self
Take another bottle off that dusty liquor shelf
‘Cause that Whiskey in the bottle
Ain’t doing me no good
Swill it down my throat until
I’m in a better mood
Sloshing in the bottle
Back and forth it goes
Each time I pour a new one
Who would I be to oppose?

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