Whiskey
Jana Kramer Lyrics

Everybody down in Houston calls him Texas
In the city of Houston, his peers and acquaintances refer to him as 'Texas'.

Everybody way up north calls him cornbread
People in the northern regions of the country refer to him by the nickname 'cornbread'.

You should've heard the way that his mama calls him baby
His mother affectionately refers to him as 'baby'.

Daddy calls him boy, his friends call him crazy
His father refers to him as 'boy', while his friends refer to him as 'crazy'.

Shoulda just called it like I saw it
I should have been honest with myself and acknowledged the reality of the situation.

Shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day
I should have reached out for help and fled the situation as quickly as possible.

The burn and the sting and the high and the heat
The physical and emotional sensations of being with him were intense and overwhelming.

And the left me one more feeling when he kissed me
Even after he was gone, I was left with a lingering feeling that I couldn't shake.

I shoulda just called him whiskey
Looking back, it would have been more accurate to refer to him as 'whiskey', given the powerful and intoxicating effect he had on me.

Warm my body to the core just like a blanket
Being near him made me feel warm and safe, like being wrapped up in a cozy blanket.

It tasted so sweet then you took my breath away
At first, being with him was sweet and enjoyable, but it quickly became overwhelming and suffocating.

Hit me so hard like a rock through a window
The impact of my attraction to him was sudden and painful, like being hit by a rock thrown through a window.

I knew I was in trouble from the moment I met you, boy
I recognized the danger of being involved with him from the very beginning.

Now the numb set in
After he was gone, I was left feeling emotionally numb and detached.

He's gone like the wind
He disappeared suddenly and without warning, like the wind blowing through.

And I can barely feel the pain
His absence is so profound that I can hardly feel the pain of his departure.

Oh the burn and the sting and the high and the heat
The intense physical and emotional sensations of being with him linger in my memory, even now.

Shoulda just called him whiskey
Looking back, it seems clear that the most appropriate way to describe him would have been as 'whiskey', given the powerful and intoxicating effect he had on me.

Shoulda just called him whiskey
In retrospect, the most fitting descriptor for him would have been 'whiskey' due to the way he had such a potent and intoxicating effect on me.

I shoulda just called him whiskey
In hindsight, it would have been more accurate to refer to him as 'whiskey', given the hold he had over me.