In a the grip of the bottle, I found my fall
A cradle of glass, my only thrall
Each drink a step, a stagger, a sway
A dance with the devil, in dismay
I drowned in the depths of liquid scorn
For the one who left my heart forlorn
The fucking bottle, my treacherous friend
Promised oblivion, but pain without end
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I hated how you didn't miss me, not one bit
As I poured another, and tried to forget
The dizzying spin, the room took flight
The whiskey hits, I lost the fight
I thought I might call you, in the dead of night
But the bottle whispered, "It's not worth the spitе."
I hated you didn't miss me, with evеry sip
As I filled my cup, and let my heart slip
After the last drop, I still wanted to reach out
But drunk me knew, it was filled with doubt
I felt like I was wasting my time, a fool
For chasing a girl, a love so cruel
So here's to the bottle, the fucking cause
Of a heart that once was, and now is lost
A toast to the memories, now turned to frost
And to the time with you, that I I'd lost
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