I reach for the bottle, when I feel some new loss,
and it's the bottle, that shows me who's the boss.
I reach for the bottle, to cope with all the pain,
and everytime I reach, it begins to gain.
When I drink, it spins out of control.
When I drink, it shows me who's the fool.
I kept a bottle by the bed,
just to clear my head,
but I need it no longer,
'cause I'm getting stronger,
and I'm not gonna break,
for my own sake.