Drinking Alone
I’ve probably had about
ten shots now trying to
drown out her memory
We left under harsh
words, tears, and shouts
and words of “I hate you”
I’m fifteen shots in wondering
what she’s doing thinking
maybe I was in the wrong
Out with my girlfriends but
he’s still on my mind no
matter how much I drink
Maybe I should have been
more understanding maybe
I should give him another chance
I’m dead drunk and the girls know
it but they keep handing me more
thinking it’ll help me forget him
Maybe I should go find her
Should I meet him somewhere
Maybe it’s time we just say goodbye
