Good Life, The
O' Rourke's, 1:20 A.M.
It's different when you're lonely
The whole world's in love Holding hands between bar stools
And you're holding your tongue Hold on You're so fucked up, so fickle Isn't this what you want? So simple, so single But it's different when you're helpless
When the bars close their doors
Growing hostile toward your waitress
Letras de cancionesThose extra tips went ignored It's different because you're desperate Begging mercy on the sidewalk To a sea of last callers (Keep the conversation quick and keep them interested) You're different and they sense it Your eyes can't disguise it
So glassy, half empty Ready to spill Hold on Please don't leave yet
I can't go home alone
It doesn't go over so well
So hold on just a little longer
At least through the night
At least until the morning
Hold on
Hold on to me
I can hardly stand
Much less the sight of myself
So hold on
Hold on tight, dear
Put your foot on the gas
Get me the fuck out of here
From Letras Mania