The Bottle

They said you were a loser when I met you

Never stayed with anyone for very long

They said I'd never hold you and I guess they knew

There'd be something else beside you off and on

I love you for our four year old was such a gift

And two little arms around you neck so tight

But a poor half glass of whiskey gave a better lift

And the bottle by your pillow made your night

I thought that I could make a better man of you

But changes just don't happen overnight

You asked of us so many things we couldn't do

And you just never let that bottle out of sight

There's not a thing on earth that we can do to make you stay

But I know every time we touched the bottle

You hear my voice but see her face every single time

Every time you opened up the bottle

You hear my voice and see her face every single time

Every time you opened up the bottle the bottle