Friday, March 22, 2013

hanging out with a bottle of whiskey.. and my memories of you,

hanging out with a bottle of whiskey.. and my memories of you,

out here alone with all of my friends..
just trying to find my way,
this party sure is bumping...
at least that's what they say,


normally thats enough to get me going..
but tonight that just won't do,

no tonight its just me and a bottle of whiskey..
and my memories of you,


something about being tired of hanging on..
but not wanting to let go,
better days are coming...
at least they tell me so,


i just keep smiling on the outside..
putting on a show the way i do,
but the real me is wasting away inside..
suffering with the truth,
that tonight it's just me and this bottle of whiskey,
and my memories of you,


it's been quite a while now..
seems i'm finally moving along,
it's like i can finally change the channels..
but there still aint nothing on,


oh if you could only see me now..
the man you helped me to become,
i guess it took you finally leaving..
to kickstart that ol' drum,


sometimes i make it through a day without thinking of you,
hell sometimes times maybe even two,
but this sure ain't one of them,
and this sure aint nothing knew,
to be hanging out with this whiskey bottle..
and my memories of you,


yeah i guess it's how i honor your memory..
all the beautiful times we shared,
and it hurts me so deep inside..
that i never showed you how much i cared,


and i sure can't blame you for leaving,
i left that awful me behind as well,
but sometimes my heart drifts my mind back to the place where we were,
hoping it might catch a smell,


of that sweet smell of your perfume..
or the soft touch of your hair,
or that twinkle in your eye...
im right there now i swear,


and how can i ever convince myself to let go...
of the only thing in my life that ever felt true..
so ill just stay here with this bottle of whiskey..
and my memories of you,


yeah it's still just me and this bottle of whiskey..
and my memories of you...


Thursday, March 7, 2013

the way that i lost you

they say hindsights twenty,twenty,
looking back i sure can see,
all the things i should have done... and things i should have just let be,
out of all of my mistakes, lord knows theres quite a few,
i can say that my one real regret, is the way that i lost you...