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



Credits
Writer(s): John Thomas Roach
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