| jazzhead | |
| "Glass of Whiskey" | |
| Last night sitting in the same place Same bar same beer same damn space Been here before -- I know it cuz I've been here all year Toss back we're back at the boathouse bar Want you, want me, how'd we come this far I see it clear -- desire flew outta here Running my finger along the bar top crack Admitting to myself we can never go back That's why I'm thinking that's why I'm drinking here I need a glass of whiskey and a shot of beer. Right now if we were sitting face to face You'd understand, even want one last embrace A moment to keep, one more moment to hold Set down trying to make things come out right A little sad, a little mad, no need to fight One more for you and one more for the road I keep thinking too much I keep drinking it's such A long, long way to go I wish to hell I knew why I wish to hell I could cry I'm so thirsty, I'm so thirsty I'm dry Close out it's the moment to apprehend Four years swiftly coming to an end I should have left here about an hour ago Car keys along the bar top crack here Enough said I know this is my last beer It's time to pick, time to pack up and go Running my finger along the bar top crack Admitting to myself I can never go back That's why I'm thinking that's why I'm drinking here Another glass of whiskey and a shot of beer. |
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