Whiskey Love

She plays games with my heart, like a tune on an old guitar,

Her laughter dances in the wind, leaving me with these scars.

I gave her a key to my door, hoping she'll stay a little more,

But she comes and goes like the waves on the shore.

Late night show ups, whiskey in her hand,

Leaving me wondering where she stands.

She's a wildfire burning up my soul,

A love like this, I can't control.

She's a mystery wrapped in a smile, keeps me hanging on a while,

Her eyes sparkle like the stars, leading me to the edge of Mars.