I reach out when I have a confession I reach out in desperation I reach out when no one is listening So I could looking for the next best thing Happiness straight from the bottle When real life’s too hard to swallow Happiness straight from the bottle When real life’s too hard to swallow I feel them judging on me for their own pleasure If they really knew they’d know better That I’m the one who caves under pressure When desperate times call for desperate measures Happiness straight from the bottle When real life’s too hard to swallow Happiness straight from the bottle When real life’s too hard to swallow I know there’s got to be some peace in me But I can’t find it I get so sick of looking Happiness straight from the bottle When real life’s too hard to swallow Happiness straight from the bottle When real life’s too hard to swallow To hard to swallow