The Whiskey Still Burns

I thought by now, I'd have it all figured out

This living thing without your thing

It still stings going down

Girl, I'll be damned

I never thought I'd be that man

Missing you, but the truth is right here in this city proof

That's who I am, I'm halfway through this bottle

And nowhere near goodbye

I've gotten good at lying to myself and that

Every day it ain't been held

I guess you're just a page that I can't turn

'Cause I'm still losing sleep at night

And I'm finding out after all this time

Baby, you're leaving, it still hurts

And the whiskey still burns

You sold that 65

The one you taught me how to drive

And I gave away everything

But I still got the memories of when you were mine

I've gotten good at lying to myself and that

Every day it ain't been held

I guess you're just a page that I can't turn

'Cause I'm still losing sleep at night

And I'm finding out after all this time

Baby, you're leaving, it still hurts

And the whiskey still burns

I never thought I'd feel this way

Or be the first one to say

Baby, I was wrong (so wrong)

And I can't move on

I've gotten good at lying to myself and that

Every day it ain't been held

I guess you're just a page that I can't turn

'Cause I'm still losing sleep at night

And I'm finding out after all this time

Baby, you're leaving, it still hurts

And the whiskey still burns

And the whiskey still burns