I'm a Beer bottle

I started fresh, nice and chilled,
With spiky new labels that gave everyone the thrill.

He picked me up, twisted me open and sucked my deep within,
Soon he was high when his mind was not in him.

Along came a traffic signal and I was left on the road to lie,
Well, I was better off in the refrigerator staring at boxes of apple pie.

I rolled along the slope until I could rest myself against the pavement,
Next morning the sun was out and I started seeing lots of movement.

People stopped at the signal in their big cars,
All well dressed up hiding their weekend scars.

Some looked at me and exclamed! "Mann this city has become dirty"
I say, ""Dude dont you think that when you party..."

All are so busy, no one ain't got no time,
I wish someone could pick me up and send me to the recycling home of mine.

I dont know if I'd retire,
Soon I am gonna be crushed under someone's tyre.

But that is the worst case scenario,
I hope along comes a Romario.

Lying there for days, I had started recognizing people,
Everyday one guy in a black car would look at me and go straight without taking any trouble.

One day he made his move,
Stopped his car right beside me and took me inside the hood.

In the parking lot of his office, he was in a hurry to dump me in some trash,
Hiding me in his sleeves he took me there, where now I rest waiting for the midnigh crash.

From here I should be taken care of, but I wonder who was that guy,
May be some psycho babbale metal head who just did not like an empty bottle in his eye.