Empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground

Silhouettes of people dancing

To an unfamiliar sound

Hello stranger

Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going down

With empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground Ground bottle six with the permanent bliss

Razor sharp glass lips, give me a kiss

Eyes fixated with the familiar shape

Black label, white letters, they integrate

Cubans in the bar room with harpoons

I bloom in the night fog like mushrooms

See every bullet hole in the window of my past

Now that's what I call a shot glass (two, three, four) Empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground

Silhouettes of people dancing

To an unfamiliar sound

Hello stranger

Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going down

With empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground Count the cracks on the sidewalk

Pack the cigarette box in my left palm

Flame on the tip of a smoke

I don't know where the light came from

Legs like a ghost, I still walk

Whole world mushed concrete, feels soft

Blinded by the cameras pop flash

I'm a big fan, shot glass? (Two, three, four) Empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground

Silhouettes of people dancing

To an unfamiliar sound

Hello stranger

Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going down

With empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground Oh, what a life it's been

What about my life in there? What about the would and when's?

If's, maybe's, could-have-been's? You didn't know *** about me, man

You didn't go to school in the clothes that I had to wear back then

Look at you, *** faggot, what you looking at, punk?

What, bitch? Give me another shot, hey, what you want?

Make it a double, *** it, a triple, *** it, give me the bottle

And then it's bottoms-up, what a positive role model Hey Wolf, Wolf!

Come on man, it's time to go Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all

Take a Tylenol, shake it off

Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake at all

Take a Tylenol, shake it off

Wanna take another shot of Jack but Jack D shot me with a sawed-off Empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground

Silhouettes of people dancing

To an unfamiliar sound

Hello stranger

Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going down

With empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground Empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground

Silhouettes of people dancing

To an unfamiliar sound

Hello stranger

Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going down

With empty bottles on the table

Black roses on the ground