In "One More," Blake Whiten weighs a familiar pull against the knowledge that the love has gone hollow. Drinking was supposed to harden old bitterness, but it only sharpens the missing and lowers the resistance to one last tangled night. The bottle becomes a deadline, and the repeated question asks whether faking this love is worth the time. The chorus keeps circling the same bargain: another shot, another try, another lie for the comfort of a body that still feels like home.
One More Lyrics by Blake Whiten
I ain’t saying that for you I’m gonna wait
I ain’t saying that my heart’s with someone else
All I know it’s here for you to take
But you only got as long as the bottle I took off the shelf
Thought this liquor would’ve got me bitter
‘Bout the way we used to be
But I keep sippin’ now I’m missin’
It got me thinkin’
One more shot
One more try
One more tangled in the sheets all night
Finish this bottle and put it on ice
Come on tell me baby tell me is it worth the time
To fake this love
For one more, one more
Fake this love
For one more, one more
I don’t know if this’ll cause love or pain
Guess you’re riding on the highway to hell
Yeah tonight we’re gonna do it anyway
So all I gotta say is
One more shot
One more try
One more tangled in the sheets all night
Finish this bottle and put it on ice
Come on tell me baby tell me is it worth the time
To fake this love
For one more, one more
Fake this love
For one more, one more
One more shot
One more try
One more tangled in the sheets all night
Finish this bottle and put it on ice
Come on tell me baby tell me is it worth the time
One more shot
One more try
One more tangled in the sheets all night
Finish this bottle and put it on ice
Come on tell me baby tell me is it worth the time
To fake this love
For one more, one more
Fake this love
For one more, one more
