Bottom of the Shot Glass

Coming to my favorite bar
In the middle of the week
Feeling so drained
Missing your lips on my cheek

Bartender pours another shot
Throwing it all back
He asks me, one more?
Or have you had enough

Can't say I'm done
Nothing waiting at home
Just need to run
And let myself roam

Chorus
Looking for my heart
At the bottom of the shot glass
Hoping to find you
At the bottom of the shot glass
Deep down I know
There's nothing there
At the bottle of the shot glass

As I take another drink
I see a lady
Walking my way
And she says come talk to me

So I buy her a drink
And lose myself talking
Heading towards the brink
I hear her calling

Just come with me
To the pain go away
I'll make you see
What do you say

Chorus

Getting up to walk away
Don't want another mistake
Sure she's nice
But not for me



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Marlowe
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