I snuck in your bedroom
To steal some change for booze
But all I found were love notes
From another...boy

I need a drink
I hit the streets
I'm in a bar
Trying to kill myself

With Old Bushmills
And cheap red whine
Cause I know when I get home you won't be there
You won't be there
And if you are
All you're gonna do is lie to me

You can't change the world
And I won't try to change you
So it's just another bottle
Yeah, One more drink

In the station
In to see (?)
A huge black man...his eyes are full of love
I think of you
And is it any wonder
All our years have brought
Is a scent of pain

And I'm sure I could do without
You can't change the world
And I won't try to change you
So it's just another bottle
Yeah, that's all I'm having
One more drink

You make nice
And I'll play dumb
Walk on me
And ask me to come back
I guess I will
I'll be drunk again
When I hit the streets
So I don't have to wonder
Wonder where you are

Sunk
It's a one more bottle
One more drink before I hit the streets
And I'll be sick and alone
Master of my own defeat