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
Passed 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