Testo Whiskey

Smell of instant coffee,
Reminds me of the days when I,
Had other plans, other prospects,
Other ways of getting by,
Before this useless ink was drilled in, My tired skin,
There was life,
Behind my eyes,
See I'd of been a teacher, Changed peoples lives including mine,
I could have moved out years ago,
And not be drowning in this wine,
Forgetting how to swim,
And everyday I lose,
Cus' i'm still treading this water,
I've been turning into booze.

Whiskey on my tongue and blood on my hands,
It's only a matter of time,
Before i see you fall to another mans arms
So why should i come home tonight?
Why should i come home tonight?

I'm sick of risking my health On these three hundred day weekends,
Days of useless excuses,
Oh I'm hungover again,
Life stopped answering my calls,
And i'm getting friendlier with death, He said he'd trade me a bottle for what little soul I have left,
And I said yes,
How else am i gonna' spend my time?
I could kid myself i'm healing,
Tell my friends i'm doing fine,
I could ask the lord for forgiveness,
But me and him don't get on well, Besides I doubt he could hear me,
From down here in my own hell.

Whiskey on my tongue and blood on my hands,
It's only a matter of time,
Before I see you fall to another mans arms,
So why should I come home tonight?
Why should I come home tonight?

It's like you got it all figured out,
And the words just get stuck in my mouth,
All the faces are changing,
And i'm left alone once again,
My friend, give me something to believe in.

Oh with whiskey on my tongue and blood on my hands,
It's only a matter of time,
Before i see you fall into another mans arms,
So why should I come home tonight?
Oh why should I come home tonight?
Yeah, why should i come home tonight?
Come home tonight.