he'll start drinkin, and he'll start thinkin about her again, again and again he musta brought the jukebox cause those old sad songs they just won't end, they just won't end his old broken heart, it still burns with desire cause you cant put out an old flame by pouring whiskey on the fire chorus: and tonight he'll make a toast to her memory and then he'll take another shot of a 100 proof of misery and his old broken heart still burns with desire cause you cant put out an old flame by pouring whiskey on the fire his tears fall like rain but his pain just wont die down cause theres another blaze thats brewin as he buys another round repeat chorus he'll start drinkin, and he'll start thinkin about her again