When the bottle's empty
times are at their hardest
the weight of world brings me down
with every step I take
when the bottle's empty
is when you most need it
Like a good friend
moving across the country
you remember all of the good times
the long shared laughter
the caught tears
when the bottle is gone
and the world once again starts creeping in
it's best to go pick up a six pack
at the twenty four hour gas station