Chapter 11 whiskey you

There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring.
It's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing, and I'll be hurtin' when I wake up on the floor.
But I'll be over it by noon.
That's the difference between whiskey and you.
Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store.
It ain't a problem.
They'll always sell me more.
Your forgiveness, well that's something I can't buy.
There ain't a thing that I can do.
That's the difference between whiskey and you.
One's a devil.
One keeps drivin' me insane.
At times I wonder that they ain't both the same.
One's a liar, helps to hide me from my pain.
One's a long gone bit of truth.
Thats the difference, between whiskey and you.
I got a problem, but it ain't like what you think.
I drink because I'm lonesome, and I'm lonesome 'cause I drink.
If I don't break down, bring it on myself.
It'll hit out of the blue.
That's the difference between whiskey and you.
One's a devil.
One keeps drivin' me insane.
At times I wonder that they ain't both the same.
One's a liar, helps to hide me from my pain.
One's a long gone bit of truth.
That's the difference between whiskey and you.
Ohhh that's the difference.
Between whiskey... (End)