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I checked in a hotel

got me a room

but no matter where i go

heartache followed and so did you

Some one out there knows how It feels

yet I know that its real

I grabbed my bag, my wallet and phone

tonight I drink all alone

I ordered a vodka a whiskey or two

I dialed your numbers hoping its you

we talked abit

you said dont drink

i slowly sipped

i needed to think

your words echoed as i drank

but you didnt know tears sank

I wiped them away

i began to talk

blurred i know..

so i started to walk

my glass laid empty

but my tears were full

I closed my phone and sat there still

wondering if I should refill

here in the bar

patrons galore

guys all drunk

flirting with whores

Everyone has a heartache to tell

but all they have here

is booze to sell

I picked up my glass to order a beer

and as he took it

I saw my tears

I ordered more and sat in the dark

no one noticed in the garden bar park

I drank my vodka my whiskey and beer

but my glass kept filling with my tears

I checked my watch

12-01 is the time

not once he said. "Happy Valentines"

nothing said... he didnt care

so i ordered me another beer

I drank my vodka my whiskey too

And the last thing I remembered

were my tears and you



Abz J  (dated 17th Feb 2007)