Letras
Drinking again and thinking of when
When you loved me
Having a few and wishing that you
Were here
Making the rounds
Accepting a round from strangers
Being a fool just hoping that you'll appear
Sure, I can borrow a smoke
Maybe tell some joker a bad joke
But nobody laughs
They don't laugh at a broken heart
Drinking again, it's always the same
The same old story
After the kicks, there's a little old mixed up me
Trying to lose a dream that used to be
Look at me
Drinking again
Drinking again
Drinking again