The truth is 100 proof
She said she’s done, said I can’t trust no one, My mind it runs, waiting for that morning sun.
So I know what I need
Tonight, me and old Jim Bean
We’ll talk about my stupid dreams
And how I thought that you loved me
How is it that the truth was in the bottom of that 100 proof.
Well it ain’t fair, how easy she let go, got me scrapping at the bottom of the barrel, feeling pretty low. Well the only company I need is my dear friend
old Jim Bean
We’ll talk about my stupid dreams
And how I thought that you loved me
How is it that the truth was in the bottom of that 100 proof.
I was once told that a little white lie never hurt but that ain’t the case when her tires kicked up the dirt, how is it that all good things come to a end, when I take this like sip I’ll miss him ass well
old Jim Bean
We talked about my stupid dreams
And how I thought that you loved me
How is it that the truth was in the bottom of that 100 proof.