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 looking To find What was mine I lost my nerve So I searched the corner bar I lost my faith So I went wishing on a Lone Star I lost my woman So I went swimming in a river of Four Roses Next thing I knew, I was horizontal, and my friends Were fishing me out of the bottom Of a bottle I'm missing you more every day I can't keep the wantin' you at bay Not that I've tried to even try I keep looking for you and your brown eyes In all the wrong places just to cover all my bases Checkеd every honky-tonk in town I lost my nervе So I searched the corner bar I lost my faith So I went wishing on a Lone Star I lost my woman So me and my double vision went spinning Next thing the ground's coming 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 wishing on a Lone Star I lost my woman Woke up alone, my head pounding something awful Oh God, don't let me die Here at the bottom of a bottle