The Forecast - Whiskey's Dead, You're Next lyrics

have you told her son about the alcohol and medicine or the wasted days while friendships frayed where you could barley carry your weight flip the lights down or pretend you're not alone and spill the secrets you bought and sold for rock and roll dreams have you told her son how you up and leave all your loved ones how all the lies slip past your tongue you choke them down like smoke in your lungs