Thought there’d be a few more people,
In the bar tonight.
Only a couple cars in the lot,
You parked yours right next to mine.
I was sitting at the counter,
When you walked in,
Looked around,
And sat at the other end.
I looked up from my drink,
To take in the company,
Other than the bartender,
And all at once I felt a little more empty.
My drink went bad,
In a hurry.
Maybe I’d had too much
Or maybe it was my tears,
That made everything a little more blurry.
I could barely see you,
Sitting across the way.
When you ordered something strong,
And pretended to look away.
I looked down at my alcohol,
Tried to clear my mind,
But when I looked back up,
You were already looking this time.
And my drink went bad,
In a hurry.
Maybe I’d had too much,
Or maybe it was my tears,
That made everything a little more blurry.
No, that drink didn’t taste as good as I thought it would.
And I probably drank a little more than I thought I should.
But maybe it was the tears in my eyes that formed in a hurry,
That made everything a little more blurry.
Because,
My drink went bad,
In a hurry.
Yeah,
I probably had too much,
But it was definitely the tears,
That made everything a little more blurry.