Another Shot Of Whisky

I Wach You Take Another Drink

Dont Even Think I Dont Care

Because When I Needed You The Most

You Wernt There

Every Night Is Another Wisky Bottle Gone

Its Causes Me To Sing Sad Songs

Stumbling && Falling

While Im In My Room Balling

Razor Blade In My Hand

I Want To Cut More

Once Again

No One Knows About Your Problem

Not Even My Best Freind

As I Sit Here

And You Take Another Shot Of Whisky Again