When I Drink

This is the bar
I come to when I drink
This is my glass
Covered with fingerprints
Now I don't get rowdy
Go causing streets fights
But I've been known to sing show tunes
Under the street lights
When I drink, it's about you, I think

You like the moon, could drive a woman mad
You drove me this place
And now they're calling me a cab
Because all the pretty faces are starting to blur
I must look like the happiest girl in the world
When I drink, it's about you I think

Every bar room love, ends like it begins:
Over drinks, one or two, too many rounds
Not much at all, a few inches of liquid
That's all it takes for a person to drown
Sometime last week, sobriety on loan
I vowed I wouldn't write you
And I swore I'd never phone
Now I'd like to call you and check you're all right
But I don't know where you are spending your nights
When I drink, it's about you, I think
When I drink, it's about you, I think