Well, well, well (haha)
Well, well, well (I'm gonna take another sip)
And my mom says I need Jesus
Oh, no, no, no, I don't hate, I don't hate the bottle (I don't hate the bottle)
I don't hate the bottle but her temperament towards me
Is always sour, never sweet, we ain't get along (we ain't get along)
And my mom says I need Jesus, but my grandpa says I'm fine
Since I swapped whiskey for the wine to talk to God
Fallin' in and out of love, it'll happen time and time again (time again)
Somethin' toxic 'bout the way we leave each other, then get pulled back in (pulled back in)
Oh, a little bit of liquor only hurts when you take too much
Pour another glass, think it's never enough (no, it's never enough)
Oh, I think it's never enough (ooh, I like it like a lot)
So I decide it's better that I move on instead of
Another wasted day with you in my bed, then I get to thinkin' back to what you said
But I don't wanna feel it, so I take me another sip
All my friends tell me I'm not the man that I was
No, it ain't fair to blame me because you took a part of me that I can't get back
I don't hate the bottle but her temperament towards me
Is always sour, never sweet, we ain't get along (we ain't get along)
And my mom says I need Jesus, but my grandpa says I'm fine
Since I swapped whiskey for the wine to talk to God
When it all falls down, tell me, what do we have now?
When there's no more sips and I miss your lips
My head is spinnin' around
How could somethin' so toxic be so intoxicatin'? Sedatin'?
Yet I'm impatient to get you adjacent, love, hate relation, left my heart racin', but
I don't hate the bottle but her temperament towards me
Is always sour, never sweet, we ain't get along (we ain't get along)
And my mom says I need Jesus, but my grandpa says I'm fine
Since I swapped whiskey for the wine to talk to God
