Like Patsy Would

If it comes from the whiskey, pour me a drink
 If it comes from the heartache, let me feel the sting
 If it comes from the spirits, set 'em loose in this room
 Either way, tonight it's just me and the truth
 Wanna pray it like Jesus is listening
 Wanna play it like I'm made of strings on wood
 Wanna write it down like Hemingway
 Like it's the last thing that I'll ever say
 Try to sing it like Patsy would
 Sometimes it's a blessing, sometimes it's a curse
 When it keeps me up all night looking for the worst
 Sometimes a pen knows just what to say
 Spills out like a waterfall on a clean bright day
 Wanna pray it like Jesus is listening
 Wanna play it like I'm made of strings on wood
 Wanna write it down like Hemingway
 Like it's the last thing that I'll ever say
 Try to sing it like Patsy would
 Try to sing it like Patsy would