It was three months after the crash by the time I was clean and I hadn’t spoken throughout it all. It was my inability to speak without nervousness, even flirt if you will, without alcohol which started my downward spiral into alcoholism. Some would expect for me to say I speak again and can flirt and talk confidently, but that’s not the case, three years later and I still don’t talk to anyone. It’s always nicer to believe that my problems with speaking caused my addiction, and that it wasn’t some weakness of character or in my confidence.
But, it’s not all silence, some nights I sit on my childhood bed in the room I have in my parent’s house and play acoustic guitar and sing, pretending that all of my past was just in my head. And I still pretend I was trying to be social with everyone, but I know it was just for you that I drank, I wanted to get to know you and flirt with you, and it was my undoing. But in my idiocy I still got your affection, and I was your undoing too; because eventually I went to drink for you, never intending to see you. After your gracious care for me, all that is left is cold indifference for you that has replaced my love.
However, I’m back in the old bars that ruined me and you’re not here, and there’s no alcohol in my glass. A glass of water on a stool next to my own is all that accompanies me while I play the instrument I picked up when I was getting better and never let go of.
Pour yourself a drink girl, then make one for me.
We haven't even met yet, and I'm already sure that we won't.
And I'm right back where I started.
The air in here is sinking every single nerve.
I'm trying hard to let go, but my heart, it won't let me love you.
And I'm right back where I started. Right back...
Moving on up. We're walking on the edge.
Everyone here has demons in their past
Now move it on up. You're walking on the edge.
Everyone here has demons in their past now.
The only thing worse for you than you is me.
The only thing worse for you than you is me.
The life that I've chosen to live will take your heart and swallow it
The only thing worse for you than you is to make you wait for me.
And that's why we will never meet.
Song lyrics are "Pour Yourself A Drink" by The Academy is...