From the taste of things
it must've been
Marlboro Reds
From the shape I'm in
I must've barely
made it to the bed
There wasn't a good time
poured over ice
and sip it slow
For the bottle tells me so
If I can find my phone
I bet I need to apologize
The only problem is
I can't remember
to who or why
Whatever day it is
it's gonna be
a long one I know
For the bottle tells me so
One of us is gonna break
one of these days
If this ain't bottom
it's as far down
as I ever wanna go
The party's over
and as always
I'm thе last one to know
For the bottle tells me so
I tried counting rounds
I tried cutting back
I tried changing kinds
so many times
that I lost track
And all this need to
want to going to
is getting old
For the bottle tells me so
One of us is gonna break
one of these days
If this ain't bottom
it's as far down
as I ever wanna go
The party's over
and as always
I'm the last one to know
For the bottle tells me so
Neither one of us
got this empty on our own
For the bottle tells me so
The bottle tells me so