Bottom of This Glass

Well, I’ve got a lot of questions

Bout the call I got last night

He said he was a friend of yours

Did he have your number right

Well, I played along but it felt so wrong

And it made me start to think

I need to hear from you if we’re really through

So, I poured myself this drink

I hope the answers at the bottom of this glass

You’ve thrown away our future

And I don’t want to think about the past

It’s probably cause I’m hurtin’

That they’re going down so fast

I really hope the answers at the b-b-bottom of this glass

You said that you’d be home by eight

And it’s now eleven bells

I won’t be much for talking now

That I’ve drank this night to hell

Just tell me if it’s over

Rip that band aid off real fast

And if you never come back home again

I guess I won’t have to ask

I hope the answers at the bottom of this glass

You’ve thrown away our future

And I don’t want to think about the past

It’s probably cause I’m hurtin

That they’re going down so fast

I really hope the answers at the b-b-bottom of this glass

So, top me up cause she let me down

And then top me up again

Seems the problems the solutions here

And here, last call never ends

I hope the answers at the bottom of this glass

You’ve thrown away our future

And I don’t want to think about the past

It’s probably cause I’m hurtin

That they’re going down so fast

I really hope the answers at the b-b-bottom of this glas