one more drink
and I will be incapable of sorrow
one more drink
and I will halt the silent cinema

I find myself alone
sick of all this company
suspicious of these smiling eyes
these girls who touch me on the arm and say
"sing me that song, that song about the girl"

I find myself so full of hate
I take myself away and treat my heart
I do not really know the cure
I only know my hate
such hate

dear god,
these fucking tongues
I need to flee to somewhere empty
where I can die alone
one more drink
and I will be getting there in spirit
one more drink
and I will find a home