Whisky Lullabies

When I was a child
They'd ask me where it hurt
And wipe the tears from my eyes.

Sure embraces
Gentle forehead kisses
Making sure that I was alright.

As I grew older and the nights grew shorter
I no longer cared where it hurt.

All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies
There to cradle me to sleep
All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies
There to cradle me to sleep.

Scars they heal in time
The raw wounds on my mind
They aren't as easily fixed.

You can't mend what isn't broken
Kind words are rarely spoken
In time I will learn this.

But I grow older
And the nights grow shorter
Drowning as I sink or swim.

All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies
There to cradle me to sleep
All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies
There to cradle me to sleep.

Sticks and stones they break me to the bone
Words they cut they will always hurt me.

Please be my saving Grace
Please be my saving Grace.

How to answer all my prayers
Please be my saving Grace.

All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies
There to cradle me to sleep
And all I hear is, Whisky Lullabies
There to cradle me to sleep.

Sticks and stones they break me to the bone
Words they cut, they will always hurt me
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone
Words they cut, they will always hurt me.