“I’ve got a problem…but it ain’t like what you think,
I drink because I’m lonesome…
& I’m lonesome cause I drink..
If I don’t break down, and bring it on myself..
It’ll hit out of the blue..
That’s the difference between whiskey & you.
One’s the devil, & one keeps driving me insane
& times I wonder….If they ain’t both the same..
Ones a liar that helps to hide me from my pain,
& ones a long, gone, bitter truth…
that’s the difference…..between whiskey & you.“
It’s hard to tell which is which sometimes…you know? Whiskey & you? I know they both probably aren’t good for me…that’s the problem. I know which would be easier to quit….& it’s the whiskey. I don’t know if quitting you would solve it but I know I’ll never find out .I’ll just keep pouring and getting clarity through the bitter truth of Whiskey & you….