Songtexte: Wendy McNeill. What's Your Whiskey, Baby. Sister.

Sister, how come you won't admit,
That you're beautiful and that you're sick,
That you're an addict well at least driven to fit,
You got the power there so how come you can't find it.

How many tragic accidents did it take
For you to bury every fiber of your faith.
How many tragic accidents did it take
For that part of you to die.

And what can I give to you that could counter
The offers you took in sister and if
I could change everything would it be enough
To change your mind.
And let your tears fall down.
Let your tears fall down like they need to, sister.

You're living your life on somebody else's clock
And you realize that its stealing every precious second that you've got
And you think that your smile is convincing but its not.

How many tragic accidents did it take
To bury every fiber of your faith.

And what can I give to you that could counter
The offers you took in sister and if
I could change everything would it be enough
To change your mind.
And let your tears fall down.
Let your tears fall down like they need to, sister.
Cause they soon will.

Sister, how come you won't admit,
You got the power there so how come you can't find it.
How many. You got the power there so how come you can't find it