Stupid static buzzing in through the stereo
Smoke blowing in through the patio
I'm right where I was just a week ago
Bartender sliding me a double
Of Jameson, strong, something I've been missing
Got me feeling good and believeing
Believing I'm forgetting the taste
The burn, the sting of you leaving
I'm right where you left me
At the bottom of the bottle
Now I'm drunk, like a fireball lighting me up
Put it to my lips and I feel that rush
Letting 80 proof do what it does
And I'm high, it's rocking me through the night
Keeping me warm, holding me so tight
Finally feeling fine, and then it hits me
I wish you were the whiskey
Straight up waiting by the door when I get off
It's a sure thing I can count on
The truth is coming out a litttle more
And more with every shot
I should've known better
Than to run to the bottle
Now I'm drunk, like a fireball lighting me up
Put it to my lips and I feel that rush
Letting 80 proof do what it does
And I'm high, it's rocking me through the night
Keeping me warm, holding me so tight
Finally feeling fine, and then it hits me
I wish you were the whiskey
Yeah, the whiskey, yeah, oh
The whiskey, yeah, the whiskey, yeah
Well, now I'm all alone
And your memory is hanging over
I should've known better than to think I could trade one for the other
Now I'm drunk, like a fireball lighting me up
Put it to my lips and I feel that rush
Letting 80 proof do what it does
And I'm high, it's rocking me through the night
Keeping me warm, holding me so tight
Finally feeling fine, and then it hits me
I wish you were the whiskey
Yeah, the whiskey, yeah, oh
The whiskey, yeah, the whiskey, yeah
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