With one drink
You can't handle it
Another empty bottle, come tomorrow
You won't remember what you did
The past is in the past
Hanging onto a memory is not gonna bring it back
The people that surrond you
They couldn't care less about you
But there the ones that you love
There the ones that you love
I prefer not to use a chaser
I like the burn to serve as an eraser
Another empty bottle, come tomorrow
I will remember everything i've done
The past is in the past
Hanging onto a memory is not gonna bring it back
The people that surrond you
They couldn't care less about you
But there the ones that you love
There the ones that you love
Oh were your eyes just free to see what they saw?
Or were your lips just free to say what they really want?
Do you even remember now what that was?
Do you remember?
With one drink
I can't handle this-
Another empty bottle, come tomorrow
I will be reminding you of what you did