(hicks / lynch)
Sipping at the wine
Im drinking all the time
Im drinking kinda slow
And Im hoping it wont go
See when I get dry
I just sit and cry over my baby
Seems that in the past
It was gonna last
Somewhere it went wrong
All the good times gone
But I dont know why
So I sit and cry over my baby
Well, now, yeah I thought that, I thought that
If we could take it, wed love each other so much
Wed be sure to make it
But oh baby oh my baby
Look what weve got
Theres nothing at all
Thinking of the bad times
Stretched out on my bed
Images of you, girl
Running through my head
Wish that I could die
So I lay and cry over my baby
Verse 1
Chorus
Look what weve got theres nothing at all