The Bottom of the Bottle

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You told me you were leaving, and then walked right out the door

For twenty years you’ve let me, live a lie

You said it was forever, when I gave you my name

Well I guess mine and your forever’s, ain’t the same

 

My tears they fell like raindrops, as I watched you drive away

And now I find this whiskey bottle, in my hands

You’re the reason I’ve been sober, for now on twenty years

But tonight I’ll drown my sorrows, with whiskey tears

 

And now I see your cheatin face, at the bottom of the bottle

My heart still feels the hurt, you left inside

It seems I can’t let go of, that moment when you left me

And the drinking won’t let your memory, step aside

 

{Bridge}

 

As I walk down this hallway, and see your pictures hanging here

I see the smiles that fooled me, for so long

And when you told me that you loved me, as you held me close each night

I wonder what else you told me, was a lie

 

But I still see your cheatin face, at the bottom of the bottle

My heart still feels the hurt, you left inside

It seems I can’t let go of, that moment when you left me

And the drinking won’t let your memory, step aside

 

And I still see your cheatin face

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