The Winfield Blues sitting on my bedside draw
Are the last 3 to my name until the dawn
The half a bottle on your side of the bed
Holds the remedy to forgetting how you left
I've been drinkin' and smokin' my nights away
It stops the thinking but when the morning comes I'll pay
Between the white lies and cheap highs your leaving haunts my days
So I'll keep drinkin' and smokin' my nights away
Every time your memory comes around
No I just can't seem to put that whiskey down
No other way for me I'm yet to find
That works as good as smoking out my mind
I've been drinkin' and smokin' my nights away
It stops the thinking but when the morning comes I'll pay
Between the white lies and cheap highs your leaving haunts my days
So I'll keep drinkin' and smokin' my nights away
Yeah I keep drinkin' & smokin' my nights away
