Lyrics

You woke up with your head on fire
Vibrating like a high strung wire
Heart’s pounding like a red machine
Trying to get you clean

Could have been the whiskey, could’ve been the pills
Could have been a problem you were trying to kill
Could have been a hollow you were trying to fill
The truth is the whiskey don’t help

You’re coming off a wild ride
And you’re gonna pay for it twice
What is it worth just to get numb
When the reckoning comes

Could have been the whiskey, could’ve been the pills
Could have been a problem you were trying to kill
Could have been a hollow you were trying to fill
The truth is the whiskey don’t help

The truth is the whiskey don’t help
Like it once did
But you still get that thirst
Still whispers
Hey, a little whiskey won’t hurt

Could have been the whiskey, could’ve been the pills
Could have been a problem you were trying to kill
Could have been a hollow you were trying to fill
The truth is the whiskey don’t help