Whisky & Cigarettes
I've been rolling over in my bed
I've been mulling over what you said
I've been softly praying for my death
Wondering why it hasn't caught me yet
It's a strange taste, my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
Can you tell me why I haven't thought 'til now
To just let you drown
To let you drown
Tied me to a shipwreck, fathom bound
Said, "It'll be okay, just don't--honey, don't look down"
But even with my eyes up I'll still drown
And as the water fills me up I get that same taste in my mouth
It's the strange taste of my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
Can you tell me why I haven't thought 'til now
To just let you drown
To let you drown
Oh, how it hurts me so to keep hanging onto your hand
Oh, if I just let you go I might make it to dry land
Why do I keep coming back to you over and over again
And again and again and again and again
To the strange taste of my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
It's a strange taste, my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
It's a strange taste, my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
Can you tell me why I haven't thought 'til now
To just let you drown
To let you drown
I've been mulling over what you said
I've been softly praying for my death
Wondering why it hasn't caught me yet
It's a strange taste, my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
Can you tell me why I haven't thought 'til now
To just let you drown
To let you drown
Tied me to a shipwreck, fathom bound
Said, "It'll be okay, just don't--honey, don't look down"
But even with my eyes up I'll still drown
And as the water fills me up I get that same taste in my mouth
It's the strange taste of my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
Can you tell me why I haven't thought 'til now
To just let you drown
To let you drown
Oh, how it hurts me so to keep hanging onto your hand
Oh, if I just let you go I might make it to dry land
Why do I keep coming back to you over and over again
And again and again and again and again
To the strange taste of my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
It's a strange taste, my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
It's a strange taste, my regret
Mixed with whisky and cigarettes
Can you tell me why I haven't thought 'til now
To just let you drown
To let you drown
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Writer(s): Gayle Skidmore
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