It happened on a Monday
I know if you were here you would laugh
You had to go your own way
They put it on your epitaph
Mired in emotion
We couldn't feel the heat in our blood
Struggled with the notion
Nothing that we did was enough
I pulled aside the mattress
Not really sure what I'd find
I tore apart the closet
Hating what you left behind
You hid them in the freezer
You hid them in your photo case
One was in the bathroom
I poured it down the shower drain
Look at what they did to you
You let them in without a concern
You lost the other half of you
And then you let the rest of it burn
So many bottles
Bottles
Laying in the living room
Too many bottles
Bottles
I wish I didn't know the truth
It happened on a Monday
I never got to say goodbye
I have so many questions
I wish that you could tell me why
So many bottles
Bottles
I didn't know you needed help
Too many bottles
Bottles
Maybe I should blame myself