From a Bottle

I’ve wasted years now listening to you say you want me
That you’d marry me when you were free to choose
But I’ve opened up my eyes, see your words are only lies
So I’ve taken on a lover to replace you
There is nothing I can get from you that I can’t get from a bottle
I still get the morning after shame, still lay in bed and curse your name all
afternoon
I still smoke cigarettes for dinner, instead of going out and finding someone
new
There is nothing I can get from you that I can’t get from a bottle
In my current situation, I have choices
Jim and Jack are always standing by
But my favorite is Jose — he stays the night and half the day
And when he leaves for good I feel like I could die
Except — it doesn’t give me half as much regret
There is nothing I can get from you that I can’t get from a bottle