Drinking Again

Drinking again,

And thinking of when you loved me

I'm having a few

And wishing that you were here.

Making the rounds...

Accepting a round from a 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.

Oh, yeah, I'm drinking again

It's always that same old story

After the kicks

There's little old mixed-up me

Tryin' to lose, a dream that used to be.