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Uploaded on Dec 14, 2008

Pour Me Another (Another Poor Me)
From the album "You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having"

V:1
And all she wanted was a little bit of solid,
Feels like love, it doesnt matter what you call it,
Heal those cuts, or hide em underneath the polish,
Break another promise,
And take me as a hostage,
Hold your job down,
And let the zombies crowd around,
Thankin mommys god, but its a cops town,
Keep it safe for me,
While I chase a fantasy,
Swerving through the galaxy,
Searching for a family,
Happily surrounded by planets and stars,
She was stuck uptown, you was landed on mars,
Its all fucked up now, caught your hand in the jar,
Another small step back, for that man at the bar,
Spill a little bit of blood on the street,
For love that goes to those who know,
That they drink too much,
And hold your own glass,
Up to the heavens,
Take the little time to try and count the seconds,
It goes

[Pour me another,
So I can forget you now,
Pour me another,
So I can come let you down,
Pour me another,
So I can remember how,
True that I am to this addiction of you,]
x2

V:2
Drink it all away, numb it down to the none,
Stay awake tonight and wait for the sun,
You say you hate your life, you aint the only one,
Let your frustration out the gate and watch the pony run,
One double for the hunger and the struggle,
Two for the fool tryna pull apart the puzzle,
Three now I smile while I wait for your rebuttal,
By the forth shot, Im just another child in a bubble,
Tryna play with the passion and the placement,
Just to see what these people let him get away with,
Still tryna climb a mountain for you,
Hammer in my hand, still pounding on a screw,
She no listen, so he dont speak no more,
Nobodys winning, cause neither is keeping score,
Dont wanna think no more, just let me drink some more,
Pour me another, cause I can still see the floor,

[Pour me another,
So I can forget you now,
Pour me another,
So I can come let you down,
Pour me another,
So I can remember how,
True that I am to this addiction of you,]
x2

V:3
Live life tipsy, stiff if it dont fit right with me,
Kiss my whiskey; lift my lips press to my angel,
Swallow it and leave her empty bottle on the table,
Let the past fall,
Making faces at that clock on the back wall,
Countdown to last call,
Ask all of these people that make sounds,
How long does it take for the pace to break down?
Another lonely little trophy,
If only I can walk a straight line, Id make it home free,
And everybody in this bar thinks that they know me,
And my story,
Like poor me,
I could count the days till you come back,
Or I could follow them sunrays down to the train tracks,
I can stumble drunk, over hope and love,
Or I can just keep drinking till I sober up

[Pour me another,
So I can forget you now,
Pour me another,
So I can come let you down,
Pour me another,
So I can remember how,
True that I am to this addiction of you,]
x2


Bottles, pints, shots, cans,
Couches, and floors, and drunk best friends,
Models, and whores, and tattooed hands,
Cities, and secrets, and cats, and vans,
Good times, laughter, bad decisions,
Strippers, and actors, and average musicians,
Mornings after, and walks of shame,
This bartender knows me by my real name

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