Chasin' Whiskey - Julie Roberts

That isolating fan is moving left to right

Like it’s mocking me for coming here again last night

I slide from under your arm, you’re still out stone cold

As I fumble through the twisted sheets looking for my clothes

I step over that spot on your hardwood floor

The one that always squeaks when I’m sneaking out your door

Some use water, others use beer

Some don’t need anything but I end up here

Searching for comfort for this burnout can’t soothe

Chasing my whiskey with you

I call up my sister and tell her, don’t say a word

You know where I am, I’ll wait here by the curb

Just like an addiction, well, I tried to give you up

But I know all bets are off when I’ve had too much

With an empty shot glass on a Budweiser coaster

Staring at my cell phone as closing time gets closer

Some use water, others use beer

Some don’t need anything but I end up here

Searching for comfort for this burnout I can’t soothe

Chasing my whiskey with you

Every time is the last time

Til the next time rolls around

I’ll trade lonely for a regret

It’s easier to drown

Some use water, others use beer

Some don’t need anything but I end up here

Searching for comfort for this burnout I can’t soothe

Chasing my whiskey with you

Chasing my whiskey with you