Lyrics

THAT BOTTLE
Mike Kuhl, JD Edge, Kitty Steadman

I could be mad
Or I could be glad,
Either way I know that he’s gone.
But I don’t wanna sit here
Recognizing this fear,
That I will never move on…

Should I pour me another round?
Will the whiskey pick me up or let me down?

That bottle,
It seems to help the hurt.
That bottle
Is the only thing that works.
It haunts me, it cures me,
It tempts me.
But is that bottle
Half full or empty.

I can drink it off,
Chalk it up as a loss,
Find a way to get off on the pain.
Or I can say I found
A way round after round
To forget I ever heard your name…

Should I pour me another round?
Will the whiskey pick me up or let me down?

That bottle,
It seems to help the hurt.
That bottle
Is the only thing that works.
It haunts me, it cures me,
It tempts me.
But is that bottle
Half full or empty.

Will it make me feel better or worse?
Is it a damned blessing or a curse?

That bottle,
It seems to help the hurt.
That bottle
Is the only thing that works.
It haunts me, it cures me,
It tempts me.
But is that bottle
Half full or empty.