Drinking again And thinking of when you loved me I'm having a few And wishing that you were here Making the rounds Accepting a round from a strangers Being a fool Just hoping that you'll appear Sure, I can borrow a smoke Maybe tell some joker a bad joke But nobody laughs They don't laugh at a broken heart Oh, yeah, I'm drinking again It's always that same old story After the kicks There's little old mixed-up me Tryin' to lose, a dream that used to be