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 street fights But I've been know to sing showtunes under the streetlights When I drink, it's about you I think You, like the moon, could drive a woman mad You drove me to this place, 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 barroom 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 But 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