Whiskey Me or the Pain

She's probably cooked out on the couch somewhere out in Oklahoma
And she's teething at the mouth, Lord knows what the girl got a hold of
And I don't know what caused it, whiskey, me or the pain
Now she's high, flying, and crying, Lord, you think she's insane

But she's never had a style of sticking around
So what'd you think about coming on back around
Take a little trip down memory lane
I know you're probably 'bout thousand miles from this town

And you always swore you weren't coming back again
Although it's been a while since I've died to see your smile
I don't really mean we could never be friends
But I wish you could come back and tell me who was it

Whiskey, me or the pain?
She's probably driving fast, drunk off her ass, flexed out of Arizona
That girl will never come ask, boy, should've listened when I told you
And I don't know what caused it, whiskey, me or the pain

Now she's driving while dropping with the booze in her veins
Lord only knows that girl won't lose another race
So what you think about coming on back around
Take a little trip down memory lane

I know you probably 'bout thousand miles from this town
And you always swore you weren't comin' back again
Although it's been a while since I've died to see your smile
I don't really mean we could never be friends

But I wish you could come back and tell me who was it
Whiskey, me or the pain
She could be high as a kite, red in the eyes in South Dakota
You know the reservation smoke tends to put a white man in a coma

And I don't know what caused it, whiskey, me or the pain
Now she's out in the backwoods, probably halfway insane
And it'll take a new life to make that curse go away
So what you think about coming on back around

Take a little trip now, memory lane
I know you're probably 'bout thousand miles from this town
And you always swore you weren't coming back again
Although it's been a while since I've died to see your smile

I don't really mean we could never be friends
But I wish you could come back and tell me who was it
I wish you could come back and tell me who was it
Whiskey, me or the pain