By the time you get this I will be half-pissed
and I won't know if I mean what I say
The times they are hard so I've gone for a drink
And maybe I'll be back someday

At the bar
Not much to do except to bitch and moan
At the bar
Always thinking of you but feeling so much better all alone

Come on down to the bar
You will see me there
With my worn out body
And my drunken stare

You might notice my frown
It's my favorite form of expression
When I'm in a deep depression
And my soul is nowhere to be found

If you ask me if I love you
You're going to get the truth this time
You see, I've had too many drinks
Much more than a glass of wine

Please don't get angry
I don't mean to be unkind
I just don't love anything anymore
Except maybe my alcoholic mind