Through a Glass

Through the glass of the bottle
 All is green and bent
 And seeing her distorted so
 I went through hell and back again
 She was my dearest friend
 But she will go to heaven
 So maybe I can see her
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 Well, my car will barely start
 I gotta get it to Vermont
 She spent her summers in Bar Harbor
 Working in a restaurant
 And she had a lot of boyfriends
 I count the ones I know
 As I shudder through New Hampshire
 Oh, Wes Hartley on the radio
 God-God-God, damn the girl was fine
 And I was glad to call her mine
 She weren't mine and I weren't hers
 I lost her at the five-and-dime
 She was talking to a 6'5" ex-marine
 Who was living out his truck
 She said "He is very fragile,"
 I said "I don't give a fuck"
 We went up and we went down
 And she wanted to get out of town
 We were on a rollercoaster, they go nowhere
 They just land you back on the ground
 God-God-God, damn the girl was fine
 And I was glad to call her mine
 She weren't mine, I weren't hers
 I lost her at the five-and-dime
 She was talking to a 6'5" ex-marine
 Who was living out his truck
 She said "He is very fragile,"
 I said "I don't give a-"
 
 Through the glass of the bottle
 All is green and bent
 And seeing her distorted so
 I went through hell and back again
 She was my dearest friend
 But she will go to heaven
 So maybe I can see her
 ♪
 Well, my car will barely start
 I gotta get it to Vermont
 She spent her summers in Bar Harbor
 Working in a restaurant
 And she had a lot of boyfriends
 I count the ones I know
 As I shudder through New Hampshire
 Oh, Wes Hartley on the radio
 God-God-God, damn the girl was fine
 And I was glad to call her mine
 She weren't mine and I weren't hers
 I lost her at the five-and-dime
 She was talking to a 6'5" ex-marine
 Who was living out his truck
 She said "He is very fragile,"
 I said "I don't give a fuck"
 We went up and we went down
 And she wanted to get out of town
 We were on a rollercoaster, they go nowhere
 They just land you back on the ground
 God-God-God, damn the girl was fine
 And I was glad to call her mine
 She weren't mine, I weren't hers
 I lost her at the five-and-dime
 She was talking to a 6'5" ex-marine
 Who was living out his truck
 She said "He is very fragile,"
 I said "I don't give a-"