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These dark bar rooms — my savior, my tomb.
The occupants dead inside and such will I be soon.
All the bleeding hearts come together for the night.
Just leads to false starts that leave with the twilight.
Double that drink she’s smiling at me.
The look in her eyes say that it’s time to leave.
We’ll bridge to my bed with casual conversation,
about love and leisure and mutual understanding.
It’s time to fight off or accept.
I’m trying not to drink alone tonight.
But if I have to, I will.
I’m drowning out the way I feel
to see a change or gradually drown out everything.
She fades away, a phase of the moon.
Nothing changed, nothing ever gained from it.
Don’t try to hold on, it’s not really there.
Screaming at the sky for someone who never cared.
And believe.
Collectively, I want all my friends
to have a chance to get better.
But for now, while we’re alone,
it doesn’t have to be so miserable.
I want to change, let’s start tonight.
One more drink, then I’ll go home.