You grab the bottle I'll hold the glass we toast the future and forget the past
you got an itch I lost my cool you ran yer mouth I broke the golden rule
How quickly madness called my name As the wine fell to the floor
your darkest secrets quickly came spilling out with every pour
Blame the bottle Blame the smoke roll it up and set it free
Accuse the world and crack a joke noone's listening but me
(chorus)And we raise a glass, as we tumble to the floor you can stagger on your thoughts as I stumble to the door point a boney finger, or shake a fist at me you can try to pass the blame but you need an effigy
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you hate the world and find the flaws you chew it up and wash it down are you the victim or the cause are you lost, or are you found
we shake our fists and cast the blame we pick our sides and watch the flood
we try to change it's still the same we end up trudging through the mud