Bottle In Front Of Me Songtext

G-go She's in the back and I can see what's in front of me Did you ever make it up the stairs, oh I'm gonna eat this sack of mini-mints and sleep A bottle in front of me is like a frontal lobotomy One hard swig will alter my psychology My morning talkin' misery is back on my head It's another blurry morning and I'm feelin' pretty sore, wish I was dead A bottle in front of me is like a frontal lobotomy One hard swig will alter my psychology Drowning all my sorrows and my chick I wish I just knew what I picked Last night Last call for alcohol, it's the ending of the night Bought me a case of Tylenol just to make me feel alright, right, right Feel alright Yeah baby you want to take me down to the store to buy another bottle I said right that day Bottle in front of me is like a frontal lobotomy One hard swig will alter my mentality Got a bottle in front of me It's like a frontal lobotomy Got a bottle in front of me Like a frontal lobotomy