Prompt / Lyrics
Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that The holes inside my hands show you have all my love I know that I'm not good enough Know I will never measure up My hands are about to fold It's hard to get up out of bed I look up to the sky, and I say "I'm done, I'm done" And He said Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that The holes inside my hands show you have all my love (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) You're my child, the apple of my eye The holes inside my side show you have all my love (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) So why wouldn't you live life like you were worth me dying for? And my dearest of apologies The finding of the death of me I found the Lord I give up giving into lies I'm trading all my deaths for life I remember what you said to me Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that The holes inside my hands show you have all my love (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) You're my child, the apple of my eye The holes inside my side show you have all my love (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) So why wouldn't you live life like you were worth me dying for? You have all my love Hey You have all my love Watch your mouth, boy, don't you talk like that The holes inside my hands show you have all my love (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) You're my child, the apple of my eye The holes inside my side show you have all my love (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) So why wouldn't you live life like you were worth me dying for?
Tags
Christian folk/Americana, characterized by its acoustic-driven sound, raspy vocals, and themes of faith and redemption.
Duration
3:22
Instrumental
No
Created
9/10/2025