drinking again

drinkin' again. thinking of when you loved me. having a few. wishing that you were here. making the rounds. buying a round for total strangers. just being a fool, 'cause i keep hoping, hoping, hoping you'll appear. sure i can borrow a smoke. i can sit here all night and tell these jokers some jokes, but who wants to laugh, who's gonna laugh, at a broken heart?, oh, my heart is aching, i swear it's breaking. and i'm drinking again. thinking of when you loved me. and i'm tryin' to get home, with nothing, nothing but a memory. yes, i'm dying to get home, dying to get home. and i got nothin' but a bottle of beer, and just my memory.