Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Willow Hill
Willow Hill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Fields
Charles Fields
Songwriter
Alexandra Fields
Alexandra Fields
Songwriter
Benji Harris
Benji Harris
Songwriter

Songtexte

My last cigarette’s still burnin
You think I would have learned by now
This bottle’s almost empty
Just the way you left this town
And I try to fill the void 
But nothin’s workin
Filled the glass 100 times
But we’re still broken
Sometimes the heart wants 
What it just can’t have
And you’re wishing 
You could take it all back
But the whiskey 
Is the only way to get through
So every night I 
Raise the glass to my lips
Tryin to drown out 
The taste of you’re kiss
Wandering if you’re 
At the bottom of the bottle too
Cause I still drink about you
So Much for second chances
Now I’m Dancing with these highway lines
These miles don’t fade the memory
And I just can’t outrun goodbye
And I can’t bring myself
To say it’s over
I pour one more
Cause what’s the point of staying sober
Sometimes the heart wants 
What it just can’t have
And you’re wishing 
You could take it all back
But the whiskey 
Is the only way to get through
So every night I 
Raise the glass to my lips
Tryin to drown out 
The taste of you’re kiss
Wandering if you’re 
At the bottom of the bottle too
Cause I still drink about you
Sometimes the heart wants 
What it just can’t have
And you’re wishing 
You could take it all back
But the whiskey 
Is the only way to get through
So every night I 
Raise the glass to my lips
Tryin to drown out 
The taste of you’re kiss
Wandering if you’re 
At the bottom of the bottle too
So Cheers to all the things we can undo
I still drink about you
I still drink about you
Written by: Alexandra Fields, Benji Harris, Charles Fields
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out

Loading...