Up comes the bottle,down goes the lady
Once prim and proper,now alittle shady
Yes once a happy mother and wife
Up comes the bottle,down goes a life
Dance,fun and games,she must play
To make it though ,there's not other way
She was pure before her spirit was broken
Now another empty bottle for a token
Up come the bottle, dreams not there anymore
There's little left of the lady,that was before
What used to be so very long ago
She's no longer the lady that you used to know
She does things she didn't use to know how
Up comes the bottle,her way of life now
Up comes the bottle,she back in town tonight
Down goes the bottle as she turns off her light
She tells herself some day this will all end
As up comes the bottle her one and only friend
Up comes the bottle,once again she turns to drink
But today is different,she needs time to think
She stops looks around,and wonders why
Putting the bottle down she starts to cry
Up comes the bottle as she hold it near
Asking herself what led me here
Up comes the bottle,she sits in down instead
Seeing herself as only half alive,half dead