Bottles

It happened on a Monday I know if you were here you would laugh You had to go your own way They put it on your epitaph Mired in emotion We couldn't feel the heat in our blood Struggled with the notion Nothing that we did was enough I pulled aside the mattress Not really sure what I'd find I tore apart the closet Hating what you left behind You hid them in the freezer You hid them in your photo case One was in the bathroom I poured it down the shower drain Look at what they did to you You let them in without a concern You lost the other half of you And then you let the rest of it burn So many bottles Bottles Laying in the living room Too many bottles Bottles I wish I didn't know the truth It happened on a Monday I never got to say goodbye I have so many questions I wish that you could tell me why So many bottles Bottles I didn't know you needed help Too many bottles Bottles Maybe I should blame myself