Dead like a doornail, I drown in this pint of ale
Watching the hours and days disappear
And I drink in the corner, I curse the bartender
My table's been empty for the last hundred years
And she left me to sink in this mire
And there's no one here to carry me ashore
And I've sent out a thousand distress calls in bottles
But they shatter and fall to the floor
Memories are vampires, my past is a landlord
Nailing an eviction to the back of my skull
All lovers are bastards, like the bastards before them
So buy me a whiskey before the last call
And she left me to sink in this mire
And there's no one here to carry me ashore
And I've sent out a thousand distress calls in bottles
But they shatter and fall to the floor
And she left me to sink in this mire
And there's no one here to carry me ashore
And I've sent out a thousand distress calls in bottles
But they shatter and fall to the floor