Bottle

Hello, hello again
Just another old friend
Calling out, 'cause going south is outta the question

The bottle in the backseat
Can anybody hear me?
Heart is drummin and life keeps comin like
One, two, three

The tears come late at night
Like they never dried
The dark is long, she squeezes on and holds on tight
The bottle in the backseat
Can anybody hear me?
Heart is heavy but I'm not ready to let this be

Oh, don't think I'll ever know anything better
We're not here alone not now, never
till our waking hour is gone

It's rain that wakes me up
Gets my gets my tires stuck
But I heard miracles they pose
And seem like bad luck
The bottle took a backseat
I miss that feeling
But I'd miss you more
You're all that I'm ever needing see less