Ooh, It's almost two and I'm sitting here Wishing that I could see you That's why I'm drinking again And thinking of when you loved me I'm having a few, and wishing that you were here
I'm making the rounds, and buying the rounds, for strangers Yes, I'm being a fool, just hoping that you'll appear Sure I can borrow a smoke, maybe tell some joker a joke But who's gonna laugh, who's gonna laugh at a broken heart
That's why its better, drinking again And thinking of when you left me Can't you see I'm trying to make it on home And ain't got nothing but a memory
Maybe I can borrow a smoke, maybe tell some joker a joke But, who's got the nerve, the nerve to laugh at my broken heart That's why its better drinking again And thinking of when you left me
I'm trying to make it up to home, with just a memory I know you heard me the first time I said I'm going to make it on home And ain't got nothing, nothing but a memoryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
