| Baby, put the bottle down
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| You don’t need another one
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| No, you don’t need another one
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| Girl, you don’t need another one
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| Why you taking all those pills?
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| Don’t you know that they will kill you?
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| Don’t you know that we all need you?
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| Don’t you know I need you still?
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| I barely knew you back then
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| But, man, the things I remember is all in my mind
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| Tears on my face as I’m writing these lines
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| To imagine a place, if I asked, «Are you fine?»
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| Didn’t care, never talked, wasn’t there, never called
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| Day you were gone, only thing I recall
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| Saw your girl’s face, no makeup, no smile
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| No feelings, no heart, she felt nothing at all, like
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| What could I say?
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| How could I possibly say, «It's okay?»
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| How could I not feel this anger inside me
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| I look at her now, and you made her this way
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| When you drank all them pills, yeah, it killed her
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| Since then, man, I haven’t seen the real her
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| Screaming in her pillow, could you tell me did you hear her?
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| Even when she smiles, can you see that it still hurts?
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| They might say that it’s wrong to be bitter
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| But the more that she drank, the more she got sicker
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| No better, she killing her liver
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| You thought she’d be better, but it’s getting worse
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| Hollow like bottles she’s holding
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| She’s trying to sleep, but can’t sleep 'til the morning
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| Every day is another performance
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| These pictures are memories, what she been holding
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| She’s blaming herself for the reason you left
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| You took every pill, but she feels the effects
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| Family is in pieces, your friends are a mess
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| You left all your pain and you gave it to them
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| What did you think that would happen?
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| Thought it’d be easy like she would move on?
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| Hang out with her friends like nothing is wrong?
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| They try to be strong? |
| But the moment you left, she was already gone
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| Baby, put the bottle down
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| I can hear you drowning now
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| I can hear you crying now
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| In your silence, I can hear you loud
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| Why you taking all these pills?
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| Don’t you know that they can kill you?
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| Don’t you know that you can heal?
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| Don’t you know we need you still?
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| Forgive me for my honesty, it’s a blessing and a curse
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| It’s a medicine that hurts, it’s the only thing that works
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| Who could understand the things that you went through?
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| It hurts 'cause I never even get to
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| Look you in the eyes like, «Brother, yeah, I get you.»
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| And even shake your hand and say, «Don't let the stress get you.»
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| But you left scars that are here to stay
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| So many stars used for you to stay
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| So much pain that I see even to this day
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| They think of you when it starts to rain
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| Didn’t know you was affecting me
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| What if it was someone close to me?
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| Like, what if I was you and no one noticed me?
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| Spending time alone, yeah
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| I wonder who would wanna go broke with me
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| To the girl still crying on her sheets
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| I know you don’t feel like it, but you gotta eat
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| I know you think you need to, but you don’t gotta drink
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| Water’s coming in, but you don’t gotta sink
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| I know it’s hard to breathe, you just need to want to
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| Anything you need, baby girl, I got you
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| Tell me what it is, tell me what you feel
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| Tell me you’re alive, anything can heal
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| Maybe I don’t understand, guess I never will
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| But if you’re feeling broken now, I promise you can heal
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| Promise you can make it out, you don’t gotta be scared
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| If you’re feeling numb, yeah, I promise I’ma be there
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| You don’t gotta figure it out, I need you to feel
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| Sometimes the ones who love us end up leaving us still
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| You don’t need another bottle, you don’t need another pill
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| You don’t gotta smile but we all need you, still
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| Baby, put the bottle down
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| I can hear you drowning now
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| I can hear you crying now
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| In your silence, I can hear you loud
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| Why you taking all these pills?
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| Don’t you know that they can kill you?
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| Don’t you know that you can heal?
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| Don’t you know we need you still?
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| I need you
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| I need you
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| I need you still
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| Yeah, look at the music we listen to
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| Bottles and bottles, yeah, gimme another one
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| Killing ourselves and we’re killing each other
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| The phrase that I’m hearing is «having fun»
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| Numbing our feelings so we can feel something
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| How does that make any sense? |
| (Do you hear me?)
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| They tell me relax, have a great time
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| They see kids who don’t know they’re depressed (Do you hear me?)
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| They bottled it up, now they’re shooting it out
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| Hitting students all over their chest
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| And they wonder like, «What was the reason?»
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| He was just fine, saw him last night and he had a good time
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| Wasn’t depressed, he was out of his mind
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| Who would’ve known he was out of it
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| Guess it was only a matter of time
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| There’s more to perceive what you see in your eyes
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| Look at the time that we live in our lives
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| No emotions, I see 'em concealin' it
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| Instead of dealing with problems
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| They hand you a drink like «Forget it, you don’t gotta deal with it»
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| That’s the world that we live in, I’m sick of it
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| Want no part of the world that I’m living in
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| If you cared just a little bit, felt just a little bit
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| Things would’ve been a bit different |