I'm falling to the bottom of the bottle
I'm speeding down- full throttle
I can hear your voice ringing in my ears
Screaming out all my echoing fears
A splintered hope, you stand there
It's getting harder for me to care
I'll drink myself away
Knowing I'll soon decay
Yet, it's better then this
It's better without your kiss
Your touch is softly killing me
At the bottle's bottom, I am free
Death never looked so peaceful
The bottle's still half full
I may never truly agree
Until the bottle's empty
At the bottom of the bottle is where a man can hide
When he must cross a river he knows is too wide
When the bottle is empty even heartaches are gone
Though his eyes can't see anyone- he don't feel alone
Come with me to the bottom of the bottle
On our way down, we may meet fond memories
I talk better from the bottom of the bottle
Come join the man who she left so helplessly
They all tell me that last night my baby came in
And she walked to my table to forgive me again
My eyes caught a memory and my mind tried in vain
I said "Your face looks familiar, but plain..."
She only shook her head.
She told me that if I kept this up that soon I'll be dead
I laughed so hard, I almost fell to the ground
Honey, I don't remember you so well, but stick around
And maybe I see you at the bottom...
Come with me to the bottom of the bottle
On our way down, we may meet fond memories
I talk better from the bottom of the bottle
Come join the man who she left so helplessly
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