Violet Bloom whiskey

He’s got all the whiskey, oh no, oh no
I’ve been trying to hide it
but its clear to the eyes
and nearly impossible to hide
and I've been trying ignore it
but it's out of control
and it's running through your veins and through your throat
And I think we had it all in our bags
And I tried to fill the loving that you lacked
but dear, it was out of my small hands
yes dear, it was out of my small hands
he’s got all the troubles
and I have been trying to follow
and I followed you down
I followed you wherever you did go
and I have been trying to lift you
but it's impossible
It is running through your brain and through your soul
And I think we had it all in our bags
And I tried to fill the loving that you lacked
but dear, it was out of my small hands
yes dear it was out of my small hands