I, I ran from the light. She gave up fighting for me. I fell in love with the night. I, I can no longer cry and all the people who called me a fool. They'll be judged when they die.
And the cold hearted whiskey it burns. I never listened to the choir. I set my life on fire. The cold hearted whiskey. I, I can never speak of how I drank all your innocence. How I drank all your love. I, I brought this all on myself. No one can cheat at this game so play the cards that your dealt.
And the cold hearted whiskey it burns. I never listen to the choir. I set my life on fire and the cold hearted whiskey it burns. My mother lied when she told me that the ride wouldnt scare me at all.
My father cried when the children would hide, locked behind the wall. I knew in time that the rind of the lime would allways be sour. A slip of the lip like a bullet in a clip would take away my power. I knew in time that the rind of the lime would allways be sour. A slip of the lip like a bullet in a clip would take away my power.
Now, now I reach for the sun. I reach for the blue in the sky. Never reach for the gun.
Cold hearted whiskey it burns. Never listen to the choir burning like whit fire. The cold hearted whiskey it burns.