Yet To Be Released.

Fix Me a Drink Bartender

Fix me a drink, bartender. I need something hard for my hurt
No matter how hard I try I just can’t deny
My baby’s a long way from home

A diner; a truck stop gas station. Drinking black coffee for days
She was the closest to heaven that I’d get with my evil ways
I wish that our love was affection and hadn’t been anger and spite
For now that she’s missing and I’m reminiscing
Regret is all I’ve got tonight

Fix me a drink, bartender. I need something hard for my hurt
No matter how hard I try I just can’t deny
My baby’s a long way from home

When you grow fond of your lover, you’ll figure there always is time
But time’s constant movement is priceless and the future don’t promise a dime
So fill up my empty glass quickly before it flows over with regret
You empty yourself of a person and you end up some dark silhouette

Fix me a drink, bartender. I need something hard for my hurt
No matter how hard I try I just can’t deny
My baby’s a long way from home

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