Empty Bottle

The day grows long the hour's cold

You're taken away, but not that old

Can't understand the reason why

We were forced to say goodbye

Goodbye

Now i can't believe it, yet i could foresee it

An empty bottle and a wasted life

Now that i've seen it, i still can't believe it

The pain it stabs me like a rusted knife

I often sit alone a night

And question myself how to do this right

I feel you watching down on me

Give me a sign to make me see

I can't believe that i would be the one to ask

How could you leave in such a careless way

All of the things i never got to say

Will die along with me eventually one day

...and waste away

Wasted life and an empty bottle

Wasted life and an empty bottle