Hang your Bottle

Hang your virtue up inside...

Hang your bottle higher...

Two A.M. marks your time tonite...

Ashtray says you're a liar....

I wish I didn't like you,

The way you don't hear me....

Scortch the bridges front and back with Smoke so you can't see....

Hang your virtue up inside...

Hang your bottle higher...

Wounded pride

But sheets survive...

Your conscience is a liar...

Imbibe your own confusion,

Bare the fruitless seed...

Grow yourself a martyr ,But harvest none for me...

"No , thank you"

My solitude is not for sale...

So put your coins away...

If you can't enjoy my company...

You can't enjoy my day...

Hang your virtue up inside...

Hang your bottle higher...

Strung tonight and blind alive,

A barstool for a buyer...

Swallow your confusion,

Adhere to the scene...

Kill the little girl inside you,

So you can't here her scream...

Hang your virtue up inside,

Hang your bottle higher...

Hang your bottle up inside,

Some virtue for a buyer....