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Drinkin 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 youll appear.

Sure I can borrow a smoke.
I can sit here all night and tell these jokers some jokes,
But who wants to laugh, whos gonna laugh
At a broken heart?
Oh, my heart is aching, I swear its breaking.

And Im drinking again.
Thinking of when you loved me.
And Im tryin to get home
With nothing, nothing but a memory.

Yes, Im dying to get home,
Dying to get home.
And I got nothin but a bottle of beer,
And just my memory.