Whiskey
Bitter Elixir: A Heart's Painful Companion
Lyrics
I hate the taste of whiskey
I dislike the flavor of whiskey
'Cause it burns and it don't get me drunk enough
Because it has a burning sensation and doesn't intoxicate me enough
To drown out the sound of her walkin' out
To drown out the noise of her leaving
Or the cling of her suitcase closin' shut
Or the sound of her suitcase closing
No, I don't look at pictures
I avoid looking at pictures
All it does is make me miss her every day
Looking at pictures only intensifies the feeling of missing her every day
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
Again, expressing a dislike for the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway
Despite the dislike, the speaker still consumes it
It runs like a river through my veins
Whiskey metaphorically courses through the speaker's veins
Kills my liver, wrecks my brain
Highlights the detrimental effects on the speaker's liver and brain
Makes me numb but I still feel the pain
Despite making the speaker numb, the emotional pain persists
So I pour and pour then pour some more
Continual pouring of whiskey into a glass
'Til me and the bottle hit the floor
Describes a state of intoxication, reaching the point of collapsing with the bottle
Another shot in the dark won't stop this heartache
Drinking more whiskey doesn't alleviate the heartache
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
Reiterates the dislike for the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway
Despite the dislike, the speaker continues to consume it
There's teardrops in my coffee
Mentions teardrops in the coffee, symbolizing sadness
Fallin' like a melancholy kinda rain
Describes tears falling like a melancholic rain
I'm sinking like a stone
Expresses a feeling of sinking, possibly into despair
Man, I'm stoned, like I'm high on her cocaine
Compares the feeling to being high on her cocaine, suggesting addiction
Is it her or the bourbon?
Ponders whether the emotional state is due to her or the bourbon
Got me hungover, hurtin'? I can't say
Questions if the speaker is hungover and in pain from the whiskey
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
Reiterates the dislike for the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway
Despite the dislike, the speaker still consumes it
It runs like a river through my veins
Repeats the metaphor of whiskey flowing through the veins
Kills my liver, wrecks my brain
Reiterates the harmful effects on the liver and brain
Makes me numb but I still feel the pain
Despite numbness, the emotional pain persists
So I pour and pour then pour some more
Continues the theme of pouring more whiskey
'Til me and the bottle hit the floor
Describes reaching a point of collapse with the bottle
Another shot in the dark won't stop this heartache
Emphasizes that more whiskey doesn't stop the heartache
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
Reiterates the dislike for the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway
Despite the dislike, the speaker continues to consume it
Lord, I hate the taste of whiskey
Repeats the line expressing a dislike for the taste of whiskey
But I drink it anyway
Despite the dislike, the speaker persists in drinking whiskey
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