When my down gets tough
I find a way to cope
Drag myself right back up
From the end of my rope
I pour a strong one straight and mean
Swallow hard and let it do its thing
My don't give a damn takes over
She's not so right I'm not so wrong
And I get less sober, she gets less gone
And all the broken pieces of our past
Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
All the lines I crossed
Just gradually blur
And it ain't all my fault for losing her
And what was heaven starts to fade
And I'm better off anyway
My don't give a damn takes over
She's not so right I'm not so wrong
And I get less sober, she gets less gone
And all the broken pieces of our past
Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
Ain't it funny how that half-empty bottle
Starts to look half full when you're looking up from the bottom
And all the broken pieces of our past
Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
Shine like diamonds in a whiskey glass
