Bottom of the Glass
Lyrics
There you are 500 miles from home
In a hotel room gacked outta your mind
And hopin' that you'll never be found
You just don't want to be found
There you are downtown cincinnati
In some strange girl's room
She's out cold and you're outta the cold
For now
But just for now
One more time to get it right
One more time to get it right
They stretch you and scrape you
From the bottom of the glass
There you are an ocean away
In a hotel room scared outta your mind
And hopin' that you'll never be saved
You just don't want to be saved
There you are in the middle of nowhere
Askin' yourself why ask yourself why
One more time to get it right
One more time to get it right
They stretch you and scrape you
From the bottom of the glass
There you are 5,000 miles from home
In another hotel room
Gacked outta your mind
And hopin' that you'll never be found
Never want to be found never be found
One more time to get it right
One more time to get it right
They stretch you and scrape you
From the bottom of the glass
Get it right
Get it right
You fuck up
Get it right
Writer(s): LANE, ROBERT TODD, SMALLWOOD, JOHN, WINDLEY, KENNETH LYL, DANIEL ELLIOT, JOHN SMALLWOOD, JOHN O NEILL (GB 2), KENNETH LYL WINDLEY, ROBERT TODD LANE
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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