Why Is the Whiskey Always Gone
I loved a girl
What was her name? I don't recall
I don't remember much at all
I'm pretty sure her eyes were blue
There was a time
When she hardly crossed my mind
No clouded thoughts to make me blind
But now those days are through
What does it matter if she's gone away
What does it matter what I tried to say
Why do I stay up all night long
To write her all these songs
She'll never listen anyway
So many questions runnin' through my head
While I fall asleep alone in bed
So here's another toast to what went wrong
And why is the whiskey always gone
An empty glass
Drained from the memories of our past
Why can't the bottle ever last
I'm pretty sure this one was new
Another pour
I just need a little more
Somebody help me off the floor
‘Cause I got nothing left to lose.