Honey would you miss me
As much as your whiskey
If the single malts run dry
Honey won\'t you give me
The life you described
When I first looked
In your eyes
Baby would you miss me
As much as your gambling
If the lucky streak done died
Baby don\'t you give me
Those puppy dog eyes
This life is passing
us by
You\'ve held our love
to ransom
But My prides
Not buying this time
Though my heart may be broken
I can\'t keep living this lie.