Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
i don't know why
(Yea i don't know why!)
Lord i'm callin' out a favor
So Please give me a sign
For the devil's in my door way
And i'm way too young to die
I'm a stubborn man from a barren land
For far too long that i have tried
Now i've given up on diggin in
Because the reaper sows my life
Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
i don't know why
(Yea i don't know why!)
Well I tried to pull one over
i'm not gonna lie
I haven't been the best example
And Don't know how i'm still alive
Now I'm all fucked up on whiskey
As i go out for a drive
Swervin down along the road
Across them double yellow lines
Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
i don't know why
(Yea i don't know why!)
Well this lonely road is littered
With the riches i have owned
I Searched inside my soul gone bitter
But there's No blood inside this stone
I know it may seem strange
But you'll never change my mind
So let the heaven's rearrange
And let the blind lead on the blind
Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
Hell is when you hit the bottom of the bottle
When the water in the well run dry
i don't know why
(Yea i don't know why!)