P.S. (New Version)
wait for hours in the line again
take your check, go home, and buy your bread
or maybe down a couple of drinks instead

don't speak your mind now

and it's time you ought to sleep
to ease your mind... and nothing runs so deep
and suicide is all you're left to eat
and still you say to me bartender fix me one more drink

you drink alone with me till 5 a.m.
and she's waiting up to ask you questions
you hear no answer but the rising red

don't speak your mind now
you'll wake her child

and it's time you ought to sleep
to ease your mind...and nothing runs so deep
and suicide is all you're left to eat
and still you say to me bartender fix me one more drink

don't speak your mind now
cause no one cares
no one's there

had enough of everything, everything iæ?³e had
big surprise the years go by...fix me one more drink
need a car, and need some more, needed anything
and still you say to the bartender fix me one more drink