I've had enough
I'm sick of grasping at straws
I'm not so tough
Why don't we call it a draw?
Am I missing out?
On something that I've never had
When will I drown?
From holding the weight of the world on my back
Is it alright?
If I move on slower than most
Can we rewind?
At this point anything goes
Is it too soon?
Will my good intentions be enough?
A flower blooms
On every surface that you touch
I need to know
Where the bottom of this bottle will lead me
And even though
I don't know if I can go on believing
I'm not in control
I can't do this on my own
I keep picking up the phone
Hoping it's your name that I'll see
Colors fading to black
I know that I can't get you back
But I keep picking up the phone
Hoping it's you that's calling
I need to know
Where the bottom of this bottle will lead me
(Is it too soon?)
(A flower blooms) And even though
I don't know if I can go on believing
I'm not in control
I can't do this on my own
I keep picking up the phone
Hoping it's your name that I'll see
Colors fading to black
I know that I can't get you back
But I keep picking up the phone
Hoping it's you that's calling
Hoping it's you that's calling me
At the bottom of the bottle (I've had enough)
I can see it now (I'm not so tough)
Yeah the bottom of the bottle (Is it too soon?)
Always lets me down (A flower blooms)
At the bottom of the bottle (I've had enough)
I can see it now (I'm not so tough)
At the bottom of the bottle (A flower blooms)
Won't you let me drown?