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