Sitting at the bar, a pint of courage in my hand.
Joe Cocker's "Unchain My Heart" being butchered by the band.
But I don't care, cause the words are so true.
Let me go, I want to (need to) start anew.
Would you like another? She asks as she tells me her name.
I nod that I would and I smile at her game.
If she only knew, that's the last thing I need.
I've been playing too long, I've nothing left to bleed.
So I call to her that I've changed my mind.
Just bring me the check, I've run out of time.
It didn't take me long, just one quick beer,
to know that there are no answers for me here.