Drink My Fill

It's hard making friends when nobody's there
 Just a sidewalk full of mirrors and vacant stares
 It's hard to share your thoughts when nobody cares
 except the creepy psychotherapists selling their wares
 And it's hard to hear my heart above all this noise
 It's hard to keep filling the void with drugs and toys
 But right now there ain't nothing that I wouldn't sell
 if for just one night I could dim the lights of Hell
 I'd take back every wasted tip and every drop I ever spilled
 And I'd walk right back to that bar and drink my fill
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 It's late and the bars are closing in on me
 But here you come, giving me reason to believe
 So, the morning light is dancing in your eyes
 
 but deep inside, I know the sun will never rise
 Now it's late again and the bars are made of steel
 and I'm praying again to something that just ain't real
 But right now there ain't nothing that I wouldn't sell
 if for just one night I could dim the lights of Hell
 I'd take back every wasted tip and every drop I ever spilled
 And I'd walk right back to that bar and drink my fill