Julien Baker, Torres - Bottom of a Bottle

I care too much for my own good I got a dog in each and every fight Lost a few along the way As soon as day turns into night I have been known to go lookin' to find what was mine I lost my nerve So I searched the corner bar I lost my faith So I went wishin' on a Lone Star I lost my woman So I went swimmin' in a river of Four Roses Next thing I knew, I was horizontal, and my friends Were fishin' me out of the bottom of a bottle I'm missin' you more every day I can't keep the wantin' you at bay Not that I've tried to even try I keep lookin' for you and your brown eyes In all the wrong places just to cover all my bases Checked every honky-tonk in town I lost my nerve So I searched the corner bar I lost my faith So I went wishin' on a Lone Star I lost my woman So me and my double vision went spinnin' Next thing the ground's comin' up at me like gospel Truth is easier to swallow at the bottom of a bottle If you hear this song someday Please send a prayer my way I lost my nerve So I searched the corner bar I lost my faith So I went wishin' on a Lone Star I lost my woman Woke up alone, my head poundin' somethin' awful Oh God, don't let me die Here at the bottom of a bottle