^DThere?s never a star in this sky Never a boat in this ^Asea Only the voice of a thousand lies ^GChoking the truth out of ^Dme

Until I?ve fallen immune to her lies Or learned to turn a deaf ear to her pleas I will never begin to be satisfied She?ll never again let me be

Don?t let her t^Aurn your temperance Aw^Gay from the simple and so^Dund Or she will d^Aamn you ^Gdarkly do^Dwn At the bottom of the bottle it m^Gakes no difference ^DIf I keep drinkin? or drown Cause ^AI can?t go much l^Gower than I am right ^Dnow By the t^Gime I find my h^Dome I?ll be all s^Acars and broken b^Dones A head full of l^Gies, a heart of s^Dtone Voice like a f^Areight train^G?s cold whistle m^Doan

No, no I cannot promise nothing

That I c^Gannot know for s^Dure I won?t say never or forever I have t^Aold those lies before Please don?t a^Dsk me to proclaim, my love That my l^Gove for you will g^Drow That I des^Gire to love you ?t^Dil I die Ain?t that a^All you n^Geed to k^Dnow

But your desires burn like fires

Then they q^Guickly flicker d^Down And all the while your constant smile Will never s^Ahow the fires went out And when they ^Ddo you won?t come home one night And you?ll ^Gleave me all al^Done So don?t te^Gll me of des^Dire my love Tell me t^Arue, you?ll n^Gever ^Dgo

Or by the time you find your home You?ll be all scars and broken bones A head full of lies, a heart of stone Voice like a freight train?s cold whistle moan

Brown Bird - Bottom of the bottle