Does the whiskey make you miss me? ´Cause every time I take a sip, I think about you I start dialin´, but I don´t call Are you sittin´ there lookin´ at the phone, not callin´ me too?
A heart is a bitch on the sauce, gon´ do what it do
This happens every time I crack open up that bottle And I light that cigarette And it´s like, "Aw, shit, here come trouble" Everything about you says, "Don´t do that" With the devil on my shoulder, sayin´, "Don´t look back" And I wonder what spell are we under Are we in love or we just drunk?
That front porch looks like heaven But I know in the mornin´ it´s gonna feel more like hell (Woo) But I drive up anyway ´Cause the good Lord knows this girl can´t help herself (Yeah)
Yeah, a heart is a bitch on the sauce, so I might as well
This happens every time I crack open up that bottle And I light that cigarette And it´s like, "Aw, shit, here come trouble" Everything about you says, "Don´t do that" With the devil on my shoulder, sayin´, "Don´t look back" And I wonder what spell are we under Are we in love or we just drunk? (We just drunk, yeah)
Does the whiskey make you miss me? ´Cause every time I take a sip I think about you