The feeling of your touch, I fall every time. I've tried and I've lied. It's something in your eyes. Your lips taste like water, but your words are 90 proof. I'll feel it in the morning, but tonight I'm wanting you. I've got a handle on my bottle. I can't get a handle on you. Your memory burns forever. But the whiskey goes down smooth. I could sober up tomorrow, and try to face the truth. I know it's a problem, but I love the abuse. I've got a handle on my bottle. I can't get a handle on you. Your memory burns forever, But the whiskey goes down smooth. (yes it does) Our past is all that killed me, And I thought I could break free. I always said I could wait for you. Just like the whiskey I always lose. I've got a handle on my bottle. I can't get a handle on you. Your memory burns forever, But the whiskey goes down smooth.