Waiting For Rock Bottom

When I decided I would help you It felt felt like I went off to war And you are right, it's not my business But I can't take it anymore You gave me tiny slots of time Choice words I said between your lines Hear me out you sniffling wreck I dont want you to die I hate that poison in your pocket It makes those shadows in your eyes This choice was taken from you Now I say the choice is mine I take the deepest breaths I can For the strength to run a sprint Got you convinced I want a snifter I snatch your stash and run with it I hang my head in both my hands When I see you scored some more Is there anything to gain Banging on your dealer's door And he is right, it's not my business But I can't take it anymore How can I watch you digging deeper I watched you sink right to the floor! I have no moves left I can make I pray, dear God in all your grace Do not let this rock bottom Be a final resting place