Ain't nobody knows the trouble I've caused
I'm a thread bare veil on the man I was
Your eyes hang open like a hollow sky
Few moons as pale, few men as dry
I know redemption lies down that road
Far from the scales that the justice showed
But a splintered board can never be whole
So I wet my lips and then I'm on my own
When the well runs dry
And desperation runs high
I feel that I gotta feed the hollow
There's a hole in the bottom of the bottle
There's a hole in the bottom of the bottle
Well ain't nobody knows the evil I've seen
Men lying lusting and they won't stay clean
Their manicured nails and their paisley ties
Won't do a thing to cover up their lies
When the well runs dry
And desperation runs high
I feel that I gotta feed the hollow
There's a hole in the bottom of the bottle
There's a hole in the bottom of the bottle
When the well, runs dry
And desperation runs high
I feel that I gotta feed the hollow
Whoa, there's a hole in the bottom of the bottle
Whoa, there's a hole in the bottom of the bottle
There's a hole in the bottom of the bottle