If I cried her a river, she might cry too as I drown in it.
I'm feeling down & walking 'round
all over town
and end up drinking at Joe's on the South side.
And I'm staying 'til closing time.
From the blinded dawn 'til the blood-shot eye of two a.m.
I said I wouldn't, but I'm doing it again.
I know I don't do what I'm supposed to do
but it's easier (so much easier) to lie than to fight about it.
Oh blue were her eyes
and red was the wine
(I'm a mad-dog poet at closing time)
But I'll say that I don't know how long I can hold on
when I find I have to lie
when I say I'm fine
twenty minutes 'til closing time.
And from the blood-shot eye of two a.m.
Until the shuttered dawn
I don't know who I am
but who I am is wrong.
Now I've got to find somewhere that'll still sell me a beer
'Cos it's like Joe says,
I don't have to go home, but I can't stay here.
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