LYRIC
Take the poison off my tongue, to stand strong when I cut and run, and be a better man than the one you knew [Chorus] There ain't no genie in this bottle
I've be lookin' with every pour
As I get closer to the bottom
I find it just as empty as the one before [Verse 2] If I found that genie and he made the first wish come true
I don't guess I'd need him anymore
All would be forgiven, he could take that bottle with him
And I'd shake his hand and walk him to the door [Chorus] There ain't no genie in this bottle
I've be lookin' with every pour
As I get closer to the bottom
I find it just as empty as the one before
As I get closer to the bottom
I find I'm just as empty as the one before
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