Bourbon and love is always fun
Until one has fallen under a gun
Death and blood all over the room
Everyone is already doomed
From those two simple words "I do"
The horrible look in his eyes for you
The thirst from a small whiskey glass,
Soon to be your future and past.
No longer will you be here with me
Being locked here with nowhere to flee.
You'll forever be my key
In the form of whiskey.
