Don't come round here ******* on my parade , with your swollen liver scented *****,
Feel free to abuse me and and all that goes with it , I'll take it all in,
Sweep me under your thread bare carpet , the one with the cigarette holes in .
Get me beaten to within in an inch of my light , but I ain't putting you down My sweet bottle I do belive were bonded for life ,
You gave me some pleasure in the beginning this is true , but the misery you bring now ain't nothing new,
I weep for forgiveness as I open you once more ,knowng  again you've got a taste for my soul,  
So i ask once again down on my knees , please release me dear bottle or lay me in peace