can t see the wood from the trees when you reach for the bottle yeah you reach the bottle no answers and you can not hear when you reach for the bottle yeah you reach the bottle no you won t find no home in here when you reach for the bottle yeah you reach for the bottle you won t live but die in tears when you reach for the bottle yeah you reach for the bottle and you bring me to my knees i m here but you can t see some days we need some help no shame in reaching out good grief man take a look around i fear your soul s trouble yeah your soul s in trouble man take a good look at yourself before you reach for the bottle yeah you take to the bottle won t find no answers in there when you get yourself in trouble when you find yourself in trouble only see your shoes down there at the bottom of the bottle when you re done with the bottle and you bring me to my knees i m here but you can t see some days we need some help no shame in reaching out i got the same love and i got same fears i need a wise man to follow yeah a wise man to follow your promises shoot away on the breeze so i m living cold and hollow yeah i m living cold and hollow puts the fear and grief into my soul when you reach for the bottle yeah you reach for the bottle i won t live but die in tears when i m living the bottle and you reach for the bottle well you bring me down to my knees when you reach for the bottle yeah you reach for the bottle you won t find no home in here when you reach for the bottle just a whole lot of sorrow can t make you choose between it and me when you reach for the bottle yeah you reach for the bottle ain t a choice if it s not crystal clear when you reach for the bottle just a whole lot of sorrow and you bring me to my knees i m here but you can t see some days we need some help no shame in reaching out