Last One Left At the Bar
They say you got a problem
They say you need help
You just don't seem to control yourself
Is it because of anger?
Boredom, maybe pain?
You'll be the last one left at the bar again
You wake up in a gutter
You wake up feeling sick
You swear you'll never ever have another drink
Later on that night
You end up just the same
You'll be the last one left at the bar again
The last one
The last one
