Whiskey Prayer

I go where the sinners go Lookin' for a way to cope Sit and try to untangle my mind No church steeple, no church pews No, it ain't where people talk to you And I hate to drag you into here tonight But Dear God, I've reached the bottom Of my faith and this bottle I've been tryin' to leave you out of this, I swear But if this bar stool confession Could find it's way to Heaven Just let me know you're listenin' up there Would you answer this whiskey prayer Who am I to even ask With my hands on an empty glass But I can't find the words to say with sober breath Oh, dear God, I've reached the bottom Of my faith and this bottle I've been tryin' to leave you out of this, I swear But if this barstool confession Could find it's way to Heaven Just let me know you're listenin' up there Would you answer this whiskey prayer Tonight 'Cause I know that I've Been far too gone for far too long Lost in these neon lights Dear God, I've reached the bottom Of my faith and this bottle I've been tryin' to leave you out of this, I swear But if this bar stool confession Oh, could find it's way to Heaven Just let me know you're listenin' up there Would you answer this whiskey prayer