Cracked whiskey bottle

Cracked Whiskey Bottle

By Mr. Knight

I thought we had everything, I thought you were truthful.
But you lied — you never were truthful, you were deceitful like the devil.

So the whiskey bottle sits cracked and empty, like my very soul.
Pour another glass from a new whiskey bottle and drain my soul away.
Soon it sits cracked and broken like me.

The whispers from the wind warned me not to trust you,
But I wanted the connection so bad I overlooked it.
And my soul is burned once again — back to the cracked whiskey bottle I go.

Never to heal, just to drink my pain away.
Cracked whiskey bottle is all I have.