Sit down if it suits you, darling
Pour yourself a drink
Because nothing gets you down when you're too drunk to think

I've got a two ton iron weight that weighs heavy on my spine
I'd love to toss it on this table
But now is not the time

It's too late to dream, boys
She's already gone
I've got nothing left but pain and grief
So throw a record on
And we'll sing until the sun comes up
And we'll dance until we crash
Until our sorrows are just whispers in a shot glass

Sit down, sing me a song, girl
Tell me how you feel
Because we've been wearing these fucking goofy smiles
And we both know they're not real

Maybe you could ease me of this pain
I'd pluck the thorns right from your spine
If I had the guts I think I have when I'm drunk,
Then I'd try to make you mine