BOTTLE

You're always messing up, constantly without question you always mess up And it's always my fault, I don't get that Call me, call me Call me when you need me You need me Say you don't want me Want me But now you say you need me You need me Call me, call me when you need me Tell me you don't want me, but you know you fucking need me Done with the fighting, so you calling for a treaty Your a broken record cause your feelings stay on repeat So im lining them up, Married to this bottle cause she pouring em up This liquor talking nice think I'm falling in love Im addicted to this bottle got no feelings im numb So im chasing this thought of you with this bottle of rum Never thought id be up in our spot all alone Now this liquors my only friend when your names on my phone Im pulling out the bottle till I'm empty and gone So im drinking till the bottle has gone out Gave you all the stars but you wanting some space now I just wanna breathe but you're holding my head down You'll get up and leave so im left to just drown Now now she calling Calling And Im Stuck feeling nauseous Nauseous Cause Im Done with the constants Constants And I Cant seem to process