Songtext von Drinking Alone

Singing songs about the weather Or just how much I love her Rhymy lyrics don’t mean anything The kind of poet that would drink her A story with no future The kind of man that don’t make the telephone ring When you need to talk about it The game is on or the timing’s wrong And so you, wrote about it And now I’ve turned it into a song If I could see a little clearer, I would have listened to her I would have understood If I had given ears to her heart If I didn't think I was so smart I would have friends in the neighborhood I wouldn’t be drinking alone There is sentimental value So when I think about you I feel as if I am the plateau king When all else fails I know you’re number I’ll drink and call you later I’ll tell you stuff that I really think is bling Cause when I need to, talk about shit I wanna know that it all gets through I guess I am an, alcoholic I’d run away If I were you I think I’d be a lot happier I think my mind is talking to me If I could be somewhat healthier I wouldn’t mind a life make-over