Heartaches and hangovers
One after another
Regretting the past
And a couple ex lovers
Whiskey in the cubbard
No longer to roam
This rum keeps me warm
While I'm headed back home
Shots for the pain
The memory, and mistakes
I'm going insane
I leanred they were fakes
Bar room or a jail house
Doesn't matter tonight
I've painted this town
All but white
Pour some whiskey on my scars
And down the rest
Hop into my car
I'm never at my best
Try me and you'll see
Whiskey dulls the pain
I'm begging her please
Take me back to sane
Just one more night
And I'll be dead I know
I'll end up in a fight
And in the ground I'll go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem