Lyrics

BOTTLES ON THE FLOOR



I've been through heartache and I've let you down
I tried to be there when you fell
I've long forgotten all the little things
That you told me not to tell



When are you coming home to me?
I hold this photograph of you
And there are bottles on the floor



I've seen reflections of another man
Staring back into my soul
I've cursed the heavens and screamed at hell
And they reply you've been a fool



When are you coming home to me?
I hold this photograph of you
And there are bottles on the floor



I can't say I'm sorry anymore
The words lose their meaning from before
Long after you don't remember pain
I'll be sitting here with what remains


Bottles on the floor