Time has come to go For the hundred millionth time ; I walk the plank Not a tear in my eye ' Maybe just another drink will let me forget ; So I drink ; I drink ; I'm overwhelmed with grief The art of deception thee warp and weft
Still you're my favorite place to bleed ;
I'm ****** ; In the paradise of whiskey and liquor Life stood still '
This is to my lover ' I turned your lies into poetry And I hold my breath with every guile Before I burst out and sob ' And weeping alone intensifies my anxiety Me and my lover came to an end ' No more staying under summer canopy And I , Wasted over the bridges of sighs It never seems to get better Never thought you could lie So I try to drink in the name of poetry and virtue ; Yet you're all that I psyche ' And all I ever loved ; I loved in vain Love got biased ; Memories filled in '