Tim Culpepper – “Pourin’ Whiskey On Pain”

VERSE
I gotta box-set of Hag, a 3-finger glass
And a bottle of dark 90 proof
To help chase away mis’ry, by drowning her mem’ries
But still I can’t out-drink the truth
Cause when I reach the middle of that ol’ black label
She’ll vanish without any trace
I hear the answer to problems are found in the bottom
Just a few swallows away

CHORUS
I’m pourin’ whiskey on pain, temporar’ly insane
It’s just a matter of time before she’s back on my mind
Cause I know I’m to blame
For the trouble I’m in, I’m drinkin’ doubles again
And it’s the same ol’ routine, disguisin’ sorrow and shame
Pourin’ whiskey on pain

VERSE
I had a woman who loved me, held no one above me
Til I fell for cheap perfume and green eyes
She had no forgiveness in my moment of weakness
For a stranger in dim neon lights
Across the bar in the mirror, the truth is much clearer
But I won’t face this stare all night long
I’ll be lost in the liquor and for a while I’ll forget her
I’ll get so right, I can’t feel what’s wrong

CHORUS
I’m pourin’ whiskey on pain, temporar’ly insane
It’s just a matter of time before she’s back on my mind
Cause I know I’m to blame
For the trouble I’m in, I’m drinkin’ doubles again
And it’s the same ol’ routine, disguisin’ sorrow and shame
Pourin’ whiskey on pain

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And it’s the same ol’ routine, disguisin’ sorrow and shame
Pourin’ whiskey on pain

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