I Drink Alone
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Thanks for Being You
© Aaron Traffas (BMI) – 1999-2015
I’m alone on a bar stool under blue neon lights,
Loneliness implies isolation, so why with all these people do I feel so alone?
No place left to turn, I dare not go home.
Set me up. I’ll drink alone.
I drink alone, there’s no one here nor would there be were I to care.
These innocent dreams I see right through, past the shadows, past even you.
I hope I dream if I sleep tonight.
I hope. I wish I may and might look past all I’ve ever known.
Don’t look down. I drink alone.
I look up through these glazed eyes and watch the players as they play.
While some last forever, most are seen through right away.
If I said I wasn’t jealous, I’d be lying through my teeth, but I know I’d feel no envy were I sober.
These passive feelings beat all the faith in love that I’ve ever shown.
Don’t look now. I chose to drink alone.
Twinkle, twinkle, little scotch.
I close my eyes so I can watch
this girl above my world, so high.
I dream this dream that I can fly.
Now I’m flailing through the wind
But it’s just a bottle and I’ve fallen in
I said, “Hey, bartender, another double, if you please.
Now leave me alone so I can talk to these memories.”
Whenever I am lonely, I like to be alone. This is why I hang out in this crowd.
I look at everything I’ve learned and how cynical I’ve grown.
Close my eyes. I drink alone.