• Believe me, this is just as bad as it seems
    Those lonely nights with music blasting loud
    Your brain not really half there
    While you dream up a dream and take another drink of that, off-brand bottle you shake to swallow.
    Push down the thoughts of whatever I said
    You swore you’d never drink me down but darling you’re drowning


    So baby I left you well baby they all do
    The sky must be falling the walls are crashing in
    Sirens in the back drop sing
    How many is that now? The bottle’s almost gone
    That 10th shot doesn’t taste so sweet anymore
    And are you numb now? Are you feeling better?
    The glass cracks as it falls from your hand to the floor.
    When will you learn the bottle doesn’t help?


    Pull at the seams
    Of your life like the sleeves of your white
    Sweater stained at the sleeves
    The scars that I left by your hand
    Another bucket of lies goes down with the burn you force yourself to drink
    And like with me you’re drowning again


    So baby I left you well baby they all do
    The sky must be falling the walls are crashing in
    Sirens in the back drop sing
    How many is that now? The bottle’s almost gone
    That 10th shot doesn’t taste so sweet anymore
    And are you numb now? Are you feeling better?
    The glass cracks as it falls from your hand to the floor.
    When will you learn the bottle doesn’t help?

    But it helps you forget why I left

    You weren’t mine - not really, always his
    Just your cheap morphine for the while like the off-brand bottle
    How does the real world feel darling?
    It’s not all rainbows and sunshine like you hoped, is it now?
    It’s not easier like you said
    Because I’m with another
    And you’re in his bed.

    So baby I left you well baby they all do
    The sky must be falling the walls are crashing in
    Sirens in the back drop sing
    How many is that now? The bottle’s almost gone
    That 10th shot doesn’t taste so sweet anymore
    And are you numb now? Are you feeling better?
    The glass cracks as it falls from your hand to the floor.
    When will you learn the bottle doesn’t help?