Yelawolf - Empty Bottles lyrics

[Hook:] Empty bottles on the table Black roses on the ground Silhouettes of people dancing To an unfamiliar sound Hello stranger, can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going down With empty bottles on the table Black roses on the ground Ground bottle six with the permanent bliss Razor sharp gla** lips, give me a kiss Eyes fixated with the familiar shape Black label, white letters, they integrate Cubans in the bar room with harpoons I bloom in the night fog like mushrooms See every bullet hole in the window of my past Now that's what I call a shot gla** (2, 3, 4) [Hook] Count the cracks on the sidewalk Pack the cigarette box in my left palm Flame on the tip of a smoke I don't know where the light came from Legs like a ghost, I still walk Whole world must try and concrete feels soft Blinded by the cameras pop flash I'm a big fan, shot gla**? (2, 3, 4) [Hook] Oh, what a life it's been What about my life in there? What about the would and whens? If, maybes, could-have-beens? You didn't know sh** about me, man You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear back then Look at you, f**ing f*ggot, what you looking at, punk? What, b**h? Give me another shot, hey, what you want? Make it a double, f** it, a triple, f** it, give me the bottle And then it's bottoms-up, what a positive role model Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all, take a Tylenol, shake it off Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all, take a Tylenol, shake it off Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off [Hook x2]