| No I'm not goin' crazy, but lately my head and my heart
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| Seem to be at least a million miles apart
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| My heart says to love ya, my head says to run
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| It's like my heart is too afraid to tell my head what it's done
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| I know that it can never be the way it was
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| Even though you'll be the death of me I can't give you up
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| Too much is not enough; |
| it's not the love, it's not the lust that grips me
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| It must be the whiskey
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| I've been drinkin' to remember and drinkin' to forget
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| I got "I love you" on my mind, I got Jim Beam on my breath
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| And loneliness has got the rest, I've got nothin' left within me
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| It must be the whiskey
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| No I'm not goin' crazy, but lately these thoughts in my head
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| Are a whirlwind of a world of a million regrets
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| All the things I should've done, all the things I should've said
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| All the pain that comes with hatin' the mess you've made of yourself
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| I know I'm chasin' rainbows thinkin' I could make it work
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| But the fact is that my actions speak louder than my words
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| And it only makes it worse thinkin' of her, thinkin' she'll forgive me
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| It must be the whiskey
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| I've been drinkin' to remember and drinkin' to forget
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| I got "I love you" on my mind, I got Jim Beam on my breath
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| And loneliness has got the rest, I've got nothin' left within me
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| It must be the whiskey
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| I've been drinkin' to remember and drinkin' to forget
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| I got "I love you" on my mind, I got Jim Beam on my breath
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| And loneliness has got the rest, I've got nothin' left within me
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| Sometimes it hits me whenever I'm a little tipsy
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| Oh, it hits me whenever I'm a little tipsy
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| It must be the whiskey
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| It must be the whiskey
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| It must be the whiskey
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| It's that whiskey
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| It must be the whiskey |