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Well, if I had three wishes my first would be for a second chance
To do all those little things I didn't do
Take the poison off my tongue, to stand strong when I cut and run
And be a better man than the one you knew
There ain't no genie in this bottle
And I've be lookin' with every pour
As I get closer to the bottom
I find it just as empty as the one before
If I found that genie and he made the first wish come true
Then 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
There ain't no genie in this bottle
And 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