Bottle
The sugar on my lips
Is dying for a word to say
'Cause when I lose my grip
I never seem to choose the pain
She was my love
Now she's just
One last sip in the bottle
The trouble in my heart
Is too afraid to ask for help
And when I hit the ground
I didn't even know I fell
She was my love
Now she's just
One last sip in the bottle
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Her fire in my lungs
Is hot enough to burn me down
I wanna let her go
If someone would just show me how
She was my love
Now she's just
One last sip in the bottle
Is dying for a word to say
'Cause when I lose my grip
I never seem to choose the pain
She was my love
Now she's just
One last sip in the bottle
The trouble in my heart
Is too afraid to ask for help
And when I hit the ground
I didn't even know I fell
She was my love
Now she's just
One last sip in the bottle
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Her fire in my lungs
Is hot enough to burn me down
I wanna let her go
If someone would just show me how
She was my love
Now she's just
One last sip in the bottle
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Writer(s): John Thomas Roach
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