Misery decants another glass
She flicks it down the bar
Do I need some more?
Or am I already done for?
She cracks a smile as my tears roll
With a light in her eye she says
There's always room for more
Here is freedom for all your troubles
Let them go you'll always find some more
I line up another three
Despair goes down easily
I feel my shoulders lighten as I line up two more for the road
How much do I owe you?
These are all on me she says
Its good to have your company
Please come back and cry some more