When I Drink

This is the bar I come to when I drink

This is my glass, covered with fingerprints

Now I don't get rowdy, go causing street fights

But I've been know to sing showtunes under the streetlights

When I drink, it's about you I think

You, like the moon, could drive a woman mad

You drove me to this place, now they're calling me a cab

Because all the pretty faces are starting to blur

I must look like the happiest girl in the world

When I drink, it's about you I think

Every barroom love ends like it begins

Over drinks, one or two, too many rounds

Not much at all, a few inches of liquid

That's all it takes for a person to drown

Sometime last week, sobriety on loan

I vowed I wouldn't write you, and I swore I'd never phone

But now I'd like to call you and check you're all right

But I don't know where you are spending your nights

When I drink, it's about you I think

When I drink, it's about you I think