Fireball Whiskey Angie McMahon

[Verse 1]
In the armchair over there
I can see your face in the upholstery
I can get anxiety from an inanimate object
An inanimate object, an inanimate object
And my backbone could've grown
But I think it's turned to softness
I think it is a problem
Like food that's going rotten
And you might say it's okay to eat it
But then it makes you vomit
I really hate to vomit

[Chorus]
Except the one time I drank too much
Fireball whiskey 'cause I wanted you to kiss me
So I threw it up, washed my mouth
And sat back out on the couch with you
Sat back out on the couch

[Verse 2]
I planted my feet
And my hands werе reaching back for you
Now everywhеre I step into
I'm thinking about you fondly
Thinking about you fondly
Thinking about you fondly
This morning
I didn't want to get out of the shower but hot water runs out
And you have to carry on, don't you?
Close and move along, don't you?
Just like letting go of you
I can't believe I'm letting go of you