Hours And Whiskey Sours Lyrics

Is this a game, or is this a Bugatti?
Is it a shame, or a farce, or a fantasy?
I don't have a clue!
Put it all on you
Is it a farce, or a fantasy?

I'm walking away now
Milking a dead cow
How does it feel when you fall down?

[Chorus]
Is this all you have to give, or give me up?
Count the hours and whiskey sours it takes 'til we break

Stop and we'll float in the bottle
Quit and we'll go home tonight
If not, I'll drive home
And suck it up, to leave you alone
If not, I'll leave
And you'll be just fine We were never anything

[Chorus]
Is this all you have to give, or give me up?
Count the hours and whiskey sours it takes 'til we break

Go!
Raise!
Real!
Pain!
Go!
Raise!
Real!

All the confidence I blew
Just to be close to you
Apologies that meant nothing
The taming of the shrew

Are you sorry you said it?
'Cause your recklessness is a product of your entrapment!
Are you a lover? Are you a hater?
Are you so sure?!
Are you so sure!

Shut your mouth!

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