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 so 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