Force your way through
My defence of truth
My little overworked heart
Is beating and craves a restart.

I need you to see
That I'm a giver
I give all my energy
And my strength
But you just pass by me
Like a speeding train.

I've crushed the ice
Into the glass
With pure *****
No mixer
I'm going drink myself
Into the palms of oblivion.

I'm a man
Trying to win a heart
A heart that has rattling valves
A heart rarely composed.

Tonight I'll drink to my bitterness.