Whiskey On The Fire

Girl, I knew your heart was as cold as rye on the rocks But I really thought you wouldn't do this much to me You know I give real easy when I'm three rounds deep So I shouldn't be letting you buy me, some more Tennessee I know I'm fine on the outside, but on the inside The flame's burning me apart When I thought I'd taken all the hurt a heart could take That the pain had peaked and it could start to wane I didn't think you could do me any worse than you did, but you did You came in with some Jim Beam, kerosene Right before the embers of my heartache it gave their last shine And poured whiskey on the fire I know I should be happy that you're giving us another shot But I can see in your green eyes that you're not I know I should be setting this drink down and walking out But I guess it's already too far and I might as well stay for another shot When I thought I'd taken all the hurt a heart could take That the pain had peaked and it could start to wane I didn't think you could do me any worse than you did, but you did You came in with some Jim Beam, kerosene Right before the embers of my heart it gave their last shine And poured whiskey on the fire When I thought I'd taken all the hurt a heart could take That the pain had peaked and it could start to wane I didn't think you could do me any worse than you did, but you did You came in with some Jim Beam, kerosene Right before the embers of my heart it gave their last shine And poured whiskey on the fire