Bourbon Borderline

I wake up in the morning full of dread
Trying to remember what I said
I say that I won’t call you
And I mean it every time
Until I cross that Bourbon borderline

I wish that I could tell you why I call
Sometimes it’s just hard for me, that’s all
I know that it’s over and it’s just a waste of time
Until I cross that Bourbon borderline

Memories of you surround me and
I’m afraid the tears might drown me
I think I’m doing fine
Until I cross that Bourbon borderline

It’s good that I just do this now and then
You know I’m really not a drinking man
(But) I can’t bear to talk about us any other time
Until I cross that Bourbon borderline

Memories of you surround me and
I’m afraid the tears might drown me
I think I’m doing fine
Until I cross that Bourbon borderline