Sometimes I make choices Sometimes they make me Lonesome distance between here And where you think I should be Someday we may look back and laugh At all that could've been But tonight the bottle wins again Broken hearts and broken dreams Turns out they weigh the same Pa**ed down through generations Like the family name There's a gilded coat of arms For those who heal from within But tonight the bottle wins again So meet me in an hour We'll have just one or two You pretend to listen I'll act like I can hear you I know you'll always be there Ain't that a true friend Tonight the bottle wins again