Bottle on the wall
Here we go again
Said that I'd be stronger
But we both know I can't
I chase these memories down the hall
Until I reach for that last call
Maybe it's the whiskey pourin
Maybe it's the voice stuck in my head
That tells me that we're something
And I just can't move on
But in the end
I'll be black label gone again
Whoa, whoa
Black label gone again
Whoa, whoa
I know it's a mistake to call
But I don't know who else to drunk dial
What was once my everything
Turned into just one more drink
Maybe it's the whiskey pourin
Maybe it's the voice stuck in my head
That tells me that we're something
And I just can't move on
But in the end
I'll be black label gone again
Whoa, whoa
Black label gone again
Whoa, whoa
I ain't strong enough to call it quits
(No I ain't that strong)
Cause once that drink touches my lips
(I'm just too far gone)
Your memory rushes back
And I'm picking up that phone
You'll come over, then I'm all alone
Maybe it's the whiskey pourin
Maybe it's the voice stuck in my head
That tells me that we're something
And I just can't move on
But in the end
I'll be black label gone again
Whoa, whoa
Black label gone again
Whoa, whoa