Whiskey Don’t Ask Questions

Title: “Whiskey Don’t Ask Questions”
(Verse 1)
I pulled in the drive, dust cloud on my boots
Screen door slammed like it understood
She left a note on the Frigidaire in red lipstick truth
Said “I’m gone for good, boy, I’m done playin’ fool”
I ain’t mad, hell, I ain’t surprised
Just poured me a double and stared at the night
(Pre-Chorus)
Them taillights faded like the promises we made
Now it’s just me and this bottle and the mess we couldn’t save
(Chorus)
Whiskey don’t ask questions, it just burns goin’ down
Don’t care whose name I’m cussin’ or why she ain’t around
It don’t judge the man in the mirror with the bloodshot and the blues
It just sits there on the table doin’ what Jesus used to do
Yeah, whiskey don’t ask questions
Lord, tonight I wish I didn’t have to
(Verse 2)
The dog’s on the porch lookin’ sorry for me
He knows when I’m hurtin’, he don’t say a thing
Just lays his head on my knee like he’s been here before
Hell, maybe he has, maybe we both lost more
Than a woman in a Chevy with a half-tank of gas
Headed anywhere but this dead-end past
(Chorus)
Whiskey don’t ask questions, it just burns goin’ down
Don’t care whose name I’m cussin’ or why she ain’t around
It don’t judge the man in the mirror with the bloodshot and the blues
It just sits there on the table doin’ what Jesus used to do
Yeah, whiskey don’t ask questions
Lord, tonight I wish I didn’t have to
(Bridge)
I still got her voicemail saved on this phone
Play it when I’m drunk just to hear her say “leave me alone”
Funny how leavin’ sounds sweet when it’s comin’ from her
Guess some lessons you only learn when the tables turn
(Turnaround)
So pour me one more, bartender, make it a double-wide pain
If love’s a losing battle, then damn it, let it rain
(Final Chorus – half-step up)
Whiskey don’t ask questions, it just burns goin’ down
Don’t care whose name I’m cussin’ or why she ain’t around
I’ll wake up on this hardwood with the sun in my eyes
Thank God this bottle don’t preach, it just says goodbye
Yeah, whiskey don’t ask questions
And tonight, that’s the only friend I choose
(Outro)
Whiskey don’t ask questions
Hell, neither should you
Just pass me the bottle, brother
I’m good as long as it don’t talk back too

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