Bartender know my name by the way I sigh,
Pour the past ‘til the glass run dry.
Faith on the rocks, hope in the smoke,
Truth hit smoother when the heart feel broke.
Got ghosts in my glass and grace in disguise,
Prayin’ through the burn, not the skies.
Told the mirror, “I’m fine,” — it lied,
Now I’m preachin’ to bottles on a Saturday night.

Every shot’s a sermon in disguise,
Every buzz another alibi.

Whiskey confessions, 80-proof prayers,
Tellin’ my truth like nobody cares.
If redemption’s drunk, then pour me twice,
Tonight I’m baptized in bad advice.
Whiskey confessions, smoke-stained grace,
Findin’ my peace in a stranger’s face.

Barstool gospel, midnight choir,
Voices cracked but the faith still fire.
She said, “Baby, you talk like you miss yourself,”
I said, “Nah, I just shelf my help.”
Half saint, half sabotage,
I toast my sins like a camouflage.
Ain’t proud, just honest — that’s close enough,
Ain’t pure, but damn, I’m tough.
tough.

Yeah, spill that truth like a jukebox hit,
Liquid courage, I’m confessin’ quick.
These amber waves don’t part the sea,
But they drown the noise inside of me.
Every pour’s a peace treaty, temporary,
Between the sinner I am and the man I carry.
Tomorrow I’ll pray, tonight I’ll sin,
Every pour’s a peace treaty, temporary,
Between the sinner I am and the man I carry.
Tomorrow I’ll pray, tonight I’ll sin,
Call it balance — call it human again.

Whiskey confessions, 80-proof prayers,
Tellin’ my truth like nobody cares.
If redemption’s drunk, then pour me twice,
Tonight I’m baptized in bad advice.
Whiskey confession

Whiskey confessions, 80-proof prayers,
Tellin’ my truth like nobody cares.
If redemption’s drunk, then pour me twice,
Tonight I’m baptized in bad advice.
Whiskey confession…

“Here’s to the stories we only tell when the bar’s near empty.”