only thing stronger then the whiskey it's the thought does she still miss me.
The only thing that's a hundred proof is the fact that she's gone. so this thought why do I still hang on. keep thinking I did something wrong.

Did I make her life to tough? Was I not there enough? I did my best but right now I'm feeling rough. Because the only thing stronger then the hundred proof is the thought of you.

Remembering the first time we kissed and held hands. Remembering the first time we danced. But your gone poof no goodbye. So I drink this hundred proof and hang my head and cry.

The tears dried up but the hundred proof is still strong. But no stronger then the memories of us and keep thinking about why you're gone.

I drink the whiskey and Remember our history. Do you think about me or even miss me. Would you even know my misery. So I sit here everyday with nothing to prove. only thing I got left is this hundred proof thought of you.
© M.Moss