I think I will try to drink my sorrows away
Not with cheap beer or expensive wine
Tonight I’m inebriated
off the hope that your fingers may touch mine again
I’m intoxicated
by broken promises that I foolishly believed
I’m laced
with the blue glow of a phone
awaiting a text that’s never going to come
Tipsy
Groggy
Wasted
I will soak it all up
I will lay drunk in the memory of you
I don’t think I will be sober for awhile
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 7:03 PM UTC
I think I will try to drink my sorrows away
Not with cheap beer or expensive wine
Tonight I’m inebriated
off the hope that your fingers may touch mine again
I’m intoxicated
by broken promises that I foolishly believed
I’m laced
with the blue glow of a phone
awaiting a text that’s never going to come
Tipsy
Groggy
Wasted
I will soak it all up
I will lay drunk in the memory of you
I don’t think I will be sober for awhile