I found freedom in a bottle.
I rid myself all thoughts of you.
I found love halfway through the bottle.
I need no other man than Jack to get me through.
When I drank all of my whiskey,
I smashed the bottle on the floor.
I quickly came to realize I didn't want
Whiskey anymore.
Reflected in the shards I thought I may have seen your face,
So I searched and scraped and bled for you, who left without a trace.
Picking through the shiny pieces I had come to find,
I already knew where you had been the entire time.
You were the glass I accidentally swallowed,
And you were shredding up my insides.
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC
I found freedom in a bottle.
I rid myself all thoughts of you.
I found love halfway through the bottle.
I need no other man than Jack to get me through.
When I drank all of my whiskey,
I smashed the bottle on the floor.
I quickly came to realize I didn't want
Whiskey anymore.
Reflected in the shards I thought I may have seen your face,
So I searched and scraped and bled for you, who left without a trace.
Picking through the shiny pieces I had come to find,
I already knew where you had been the entire time.
You were the glass I accidentally swallowed,
And you were shredding up my insides.
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