The Bottom 歌词

Love is a mystery It’s a tricky thing It’s more than a word More than a ring When the right thing turns to wrong Turns into a lonesome song And everybody knows how it goes when it does The bottle holds the whiskey The whiskey holds the man The man holds the bottle when it’s all that’s left And the left hand lights what the right hand holds The smoke can’t hide what the heart regrets ‘Cause the heart holds the memory And the memory holds the past And the past holds the woman At the bottom of the glass So I don’t have a problem If I don’t see the bottom I played it all over And over in my mind I'm looking for the reasons I just can’t find Wish I knew what I could blame Without a moment I could name I don’t have a thing that I recall The bottle holds the whiskey The whiskey holds the man The man holds the bottle when it’s all that’s left And the left hand lights what the right hand holds The smoke can’t hide what the heart regrets ‘Cause the heart holds the memory And the memory holds the past And the past holds the woman At the bottom of the glass So I don’t have a problem If I don’t see the bottom ‘Cause the heart holds the memory And the memory holds the past And the past holds the woman At the bottom of the glass So I don’t have a problem If I don’t see the bottom Whoa, the hurt’s holding me And I'm holding on To a hundred-proof truth And a hope that’s long gone So I don’t have a problem If I don’t see the bottom