Drinking again Thinking of when you loved me Having a few Wishing that you were here
Making the rounds Buying a round for total strangers Just being a fool Cause I keep hoping, hoping, hoping you´ll appear Sure I can borrow a smoke I can sit here all night and tell these jokers some jokes But who wants to laugh, who´s gonna laugh at a broken heart Oh, my heart is aching, I swear it´s breaking
And I´m drinking again Thinking of when you loved me And I´m trying to get home With nothing, nothing but a memory
Yes, I´m dying to get home Dying to get home
And I got nothing but a bottle of beer And just my memory