(Dan Messe) When I was drinking When I was with you Living it up when the rent was due With nothing and no one to live up to You and me dying on the vine Holding hands and drinking wine Now I'm not the same girl I left behind with you Twelve bars behind us And twelve bars to go Bottles of beer lined up in a row One for each hour you didn't show You and me dying everyday Getting high just to pass away But that's not the reason I couldn't stay with you Now I am sober Now I'm alone Three years have gone by since you have gone Letting you go Letting me go on But I'll raise a glass now to you and me To lift me higher so I can see Which of these blessings are killing me
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