You shook your head and went upstairs
I would've cared but I don't care
There's plenty more for me down here
In this room of noise
And beers
I saw her here one time before
I barely noticed she was there
But I recall the shirt she wore
And how she hid behind her
Hair
I'll move around and talk to folks
And laugh at all their funny jokes
It doesn't feel like it's enough
I rub my eyes and drink too
Much
She said that this was growing old
Repeated parties every week
I asked if she was getting cold
As I reached out to feel her
Cheek
I asked you if you knew my name
You didn't tell me anything
And so I lost my shoes in shame
And fell asleep on the porch
Swing
If only I was colorblind
If I could act before I think
The freedom I would likely find
If I could only learn to
Drink