In the First Place

Love Lost in the Whiskey Shadows
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Lyrics

Yeah, looking back now

Reflecting on the past, acknowledging hindsight.

I can tell that you were trying

Recognizing the effort you put into communication.

To tell me what it was

Attempting to convey the true nature of love.

I called love just wasn't flying

Describing a love that didn't work out.

Said you were gonna leave

Warning of the possibility of leaving if not understood.

If I didn't get it right

Threatening departure if the understanding is not reached.

So you took off like the breeze

Departing swiftly, like the wind.

As I worked straight through the night

Working persistently through the night.

I was the last one to see

Being the last to realize a crucial truth.

What was right in front of me

Failing to see something obvious.


You were second to the whiskey

Ranking priorities, with whiskey taking precedence.

You were third to my mama

Being secondary to alcoholic indulgence.

A fourth to the mortgage

Listing various priorities, with the mortgage fourth.

And a fifth to all my problems

Assigning problems the fifth priority.

I put it all before you

Prioritizing everything else over the partner.

Now it's me that has to face

Facing the consequences of misplaced priorities.

Empty house, empty glass, and the truth

Confronting an empty life, both materially and emotionally.

I never loved you in the first place, oh no

Admitting to never truly loving the partner.


Well, now I'm drunk on regret

Being intoxicated with feelings of remorse.

And all I think about is change

Contemplating change while inebriated with regret.

What I can brings me hope

Finding hope in what can be changed.

What I can't just brings me pain

Experiencing pain in what cannot be altered.

What I could or what I shoulda done

Regretting missed opportunities and actions.

Is made you feel number one

Failing to make the partner feel valued and important.


You were second to the whiskey

Reiterating the secondary role of whiskey in the relationship.

You were third to my mama

Remaining less important than maternal figures.

A fourth to the mortgage

Listing the mother's importance as third, after whiskey.

And a fifth to all my problems

Assigning the mortgage as the fourth priority.

I put it all before you

Continuing the pattern of misplaced priorities.

Now it's me that has to face

Facing the consequences of skewed priorities.

An empty house, an empty glass, and the truth

Confronting emptiness and truth after neglecting the partner.

That I never loved you in the first place

Reiterating the lack of genuine love from the start.

I never loved you in the first place

Emphasizing the absence of initial love.


You were second to the whiskey

Repeating the secondary role of whiskey in the relationship.

Third to my mama

Reiterating the lower priority compared to maternal figures.

Fourth to the mortgage

Continuing to emphasize misplaced priorities, including the mortgage.

And a fifth to all my problems

Assigning the fifth priority to problems.

I put it all before you

Repeating the pattern of putting everything before the partner.

Now it's me that has to face

Facing the consequences of skewed priorities once again.

Empty house, an empty glass, and the truth

Confronting emptiness and truth after neglecting the partner, echoing earlier lines.

That I never loved you in the first place

Finalizing the admission of never truly loving the partner.

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