The Lonely Drunk
She drank
straight from the bottle, then
poured herself another little glass
She talks
but no one is listening, she
lives in the emptiest apartment that I've ever seen
If I forgot to say that I was with her too
it's cause I was up North, making love to you
In June you will grow older, I hope you miss me
by the time the Summer's over
Oh, I doubt you'll miss me
when the Summer's over
