This broken bottle is empty and my throat is all but torn apart
From choking on my own teeth and i won't sleep tonight at all
You sense the silence ending but you would rather roam the dark
Search for idle hands but my dear, that only starts a fever
All i wanted was to let you know,
That only starts a fever.
You're feeling down because i let you go
This ghost won't haunt me anymore from now on
And i just can't let go of this bottle,
It keeps me hanging on by every sip you've gone and fed me tonight [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/a_small_victory/otis.html ]
This broken bottle is empty and my hands are all but torn apart
From choking on these splinters as i continue to write out verses
About the things you do that seem to get us nowhere
And the things you say in the waking of a crumbling day
Like when you tell me you don't miss me
There's nothing in me but a bottle of whiskey
And it's keeping my tounge wet too
It's either one or the two
I've got my keys in my pocket and a list of what i left you
And it's keeping my mind lit too
What better way to erase you? [2x]
You're not suffering anymore so move on
This ghost won't haunt me anymore from now on
And i just can't let go of this bottle,
It keeps me hanging on by every sip you've gone and fed me tonight