Each Sip I Take

My mouth is so dry, my throat sore
I need some medicine to kill the pain
All the memoriies inside my head, the photos in albums
The wedding ring in a jewelry box, years have passed by
With the vail of blinded love gone wrong
In each note sang in a wedding song
The rythmn has died along the way
Nights of confussion, nights of delusion
The faint scent of perfume on your jacket
The barrett I found on the dash of the mustang
Each sip I take makes me feel less pain, I am more of a woman, you're less of a man
And to think I did it all for love forsake
The red rose is near empty, quite like my feelings
Hurt feelings, dark eveniings alone in my bed
But its not too late to take a few sips more
Cuz I"m over you now, and. I am waiting for my new friend. Jose to knock at the door