When I was a child
They'd ask me where it hurt
And wipe the tears from my eyes
Short embraces gentle
Forehead kisses making sure that I was all right
As I grew older and the nights grew shorter
I no longer cared where it hurt
And all I hear is
Whisky lullabies
Lets you cradle me to sleep
And all I hear is
Whisky lullabies
Lets you cradle me to sleep
Scars they heal in time
The raw wounds of 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
And all I hear is
Whisky lullabies
Lets you cradle me to sleep
And all I hear is
Whisky lullabies
Lets you cradle me to sleep
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone
But words they cut
They will always hurt me
Please be my saving grace
Please be my saving grace
There to answer all my prayers
Please be my saving grace
And all I hear is
Whisky lullabies
Lets you cradle me to sleep
And all I hear is
Whisky lullabies
Lets you cradle me to sleep
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone
But words they cut
They will always hurt me
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone
But words they cut
They will always hurt me