In the shadows of the cotton fields, she weeps at night,
With a heart so heavy, holding on to what ain't right,
Watching him drown in bottles, chasing ghosts he can’t embrace,
Every word he writes under whiskey's false grace.
Her heart's a cage, her freedom's worth the pain.
She broke his heart, to save her own from the fire,
In a world full of chaos, she climbed out of the mire,
With whiskey an' the memories swirling in the night,
She’d rather be alone than be just a fading light.
She stood by the porch, with tears that won’t fall,
Mem'ries of laughter now echoes in the hall,
He was lost in his half cought dreams, she felt alone,
So she shattered their love, just to save her soul,
In the dark, she chose to set her spirit free.
She stood by the window, watchin' the rain,
Thoughts of his laughter turned into pain.
Every shot on the rocks, he'd pour out his soul,
his dreams were a weight, she couldn’t control.
In the shadows of love, they both wore their scars,
she knew the game—it'd lead to the bars.
Oh, whiskey river, drownin' in pride,
He wrote every sorrow, derailed every ride.
She saved herself while he lost control,
In a world of heartbreak, she reclaimed her soul.
She whispered goodbye, with tears in her eyes,
Took a piece of their love and cut it down to size.
Chasin' his dreams, he was blind to the cost,
She'd rather break her own heart then let herself be lost.
She burnt down bridges, left him in the dark,
A trail of her heart in a world gone stark.
Oh, whiskey river, drownin' in pride,
here’s to the rebels who break just to heal,
In the dirty South, love’s a dangerous deal.
She broke his heart, to save her own from the fire,
In a world full of chaos, she climbed out of the mire,
With the whiskey and the memories swirling in the night,
She’d rather be alone than be just a fading light.
here's to the rebels, who take a stand,
In a world gone mad, she’ll reclaim her hand
She watched the sun go down on faded dreams,
With every bottle down, he lost the seams.
Cigar smoke curled, whiskey rivers ran slow,she couldn't watch him write his life away anymore
Her heart broke watching him chase darkened skies.
A rebel's heart in a whiskey haze,
She chose survival over love's cruel maze.
she took the knife, carved her own way out,
Left a trail of tears in a lonely drought.
Thought love was enough, it was bittersweet,
In saving her heart, she admitted defeat.
Each night she felt his soul slip away,
As he poured his heart out in a whiskey ballet.
His dreams soared high, leaving her behind,
In the shadows cast, love was unkind.
To save her own heart from a shattered cage,
She played the villain, turned the last page.
she took the knife, carved her own way out,
Left a trail of tears in a lonely drought.
Thought love was enough, but it was bittersweet,
In saving her heart, she admitted defeat.
In the deep South’s haze, she chose her fight,
A queen of heartbreak in the dead of night.
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