"Whiskey & You" lyrics

"Whiskey & You"

There's a bottle, on a dresser by your ring
It's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing
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, 'cause they'll always sell me more
Your forgiveness, well that's something I can't buy
There ain't a thing I can do
That's the difference, between whiskey and you

One's devoted, one keeps driving me insane
Sometimes I wonder, if they ain't both the same
One's a liar, come to hide me from my pain
One's long gone but true
That's the difference, between whiskey and you

Well 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, and bring it on myself
It'll hit out of the blue
That's the difference, between the whiskey and you

One's devoted, one keeps driving me insane
Sometimes I wonder, if they ain't both the same
One's a liar, come to hide me from my pain
One's long gone but true
That's the difference, between whiskey and you
That's the difference, between whiskey and you


Writer(s): Lee Thomas Miller, Christopher Stapleton
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