Damn You Whiskey

I don't like the way that you treat me

But I love the way you make me feel

And I am a fool that keeps believing

That the lies you keep telling me are real

Tomorrow morning I'll be praying

That today's the day that I don't reach for you

But every night I find a reason to fall off the wagon and back in love with you

But this times the last time this time I mean it

Even though you're my favorite sin

But every night we fight and every night I lose

Damn you whiskey you win again

So here I stand once again

With this bottle in my hand

It might be the last drink I ever pour

Might be the last one before I pour one more

But this times the last time this time I mean it

Even though you're my favorite sin

But every night we fight and every night I lose

Damn you whiskey you win again

But every night we fight and every night I lose

Damn you whiskey you win again