[ A5 ]The first shot it burns like the memories of [ E5 ] you
The second shot is easier, I know we're still [ A5 ]through
By [ A5 ]shot number three, I'm feline' all [d]right
I'm [a]learning to drink [ E5 ]whiskey [ A5 ]tonight

Here in the house, we once called a [ E5 ]home
with a glass and a bottle, I sit here [ A5 ]alone
With tears in my eyes. I'm a pitiful [ D5 ] sight
I'm [a]learning to drink [ E5 ]whiskey [ A5 ]tonight

The [ D5 ]promises you made
Are [ A5 ]floating away
They [ E5 ]circle my glass in a whiskey [ A5 ]parade
with [ D5 ]each drink I take
one [ A5 ]more slips away
'til all I have left
is an empty [ E5 ]bottle and re[ A5 ]grets

When I put down my glass, there's a bitter taste on my [ E5 ] lips
D?n't know if it's from the whiskey or from remembering your [ A5 ]kiss
the warmth in my cheeks, plays tricks on my [ D5 ]mind
I'm [a]learning to drink [ E5 ]whiskey [ A5 ]tonight

[ A5 ]The first shot it burns like the memories of [ E5 ] you
The second shot is easier, I know we're still [ A5 ]through 
By [ A5 ]shot number three, I'm feline' all [d]right
I'm [a]learning to drink [ E5 ]whiskey [ A5 ]tonight

By the time that I'm through, I'll be a pitiful [ D5 ] sight
I'm [a]learning to drink [ E5 ]whiskey [ A5 ]tonight