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Spill a little bit of blood on the street for love that goes to those who know that they drink to much.
He dont listen, so she dont speak no more. Neither one is winning because neither is keeping score. So much goes for the love they once had. So all there is to say is, Pour me another, so I can forget you now. Pour me another, so I can come let you down. Pour me another so I can stay true that I am to this addiction of you.
Just one more drink, I havent had enough. Just one more drink, I can still see the floor. Drinking to forget, but also drinking to remember. Thoughts never leave the mind of wonder. Turning to the liquid of another mans treasure. One after the another, but only getting more sober with each drink. Adding to the thought of letting go. But never having the strength to say, okay I have had enough. Pour me another, so I can forget you now. Pour me another, so I can come let you down. Pour me another, so I can stay true to this addiction of you.
So what are you going to do? Slam doors? Throw chairs? Throw a fit like a little two year old? Little momma got a little pill to swallow. Stop it there without a care to what you've got to fear. Cut through with the focus of a "fuck you". Never stopping. Never wanting. Just another day goes by. I dont know where Im going but I know I'll end up in your arms. And she loved me more than I could imagine so I watched while she slept then I stepped into traffic.
So to the bartender, Pour me another, so I can forget you now. Pour me another, so I can come let you down. Pour me another, so I can stay true that I am to this addiction of you.