Don't hold a bottle in your hand
and expect me to understand
You have a problem, yes you do
that's why there is no me and you
When there was life was great
there was no reason to extremely hate
But fights started coming about things you did
and I was scared and always hid
Our love got lost in a sea of lies
now my broken heart only cries
So don't hold a bottle in your hand
and expect me to understand
Misty Jepson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bottle/
