Misery and Gin

Memories and drinks don't mix too well

And jukebox records don't play those wedding bells

Looking at the world through the bottom of a glass

All I see is a man who's fading fast

Tonight I need that woman again

What I'd give for my baby to just walk in

Sit down beside me and say it's alright

Take me home and make sweet love to me tonight

But here I am again mixing misery and gin

Sitting with all my friends and talking to myself

I look like I'm having a good time, but any fool can tell

That this honky-tonk heaven really makes you feel like hell

I light a lonely woman's cigarette

And we start talking about what we want to forget

Her life story and mine are the same

We both lost someone and only have ourselves to blame

But here I am again mixing misery and gin

Sitting with all my friends and talking to myself

I look like I'm having a good time, but any fool can tell

That this honky-tonk heaven really makes you feel like hell