Reach for the Bottle

I'd love to stay and have another beer

And we could waste another year

Saying how last one was better

Do you remember the time?

Now the only time

I see you smile and sigh

The only time

I see that sparkle in your eye

Is when you talk about getting another bag of ****

I hate to see you when you

Reach for the bottle

Reach for the needle

Reach for the little white pills

To kill the pain

Think you're so wild with the bottle in your hand

Slurring your speech, barely able to stand

But you look just like a younger version of

Your stupid drunk old man

When you reach for the bottle

Reach for the needle

Reach for the little white pills

It kills your spirit

It kills your imagination

It makes me sick it makes me sad

It makes me wonder what happened to you

It makes me reach for the bottle too