The Toast

Haven't I seen you here before, maybe you look like someone else
 Your silhouette is like the devil
 but your eyes are too blue for me to care
 I wonder if you noticed my face, are you still staring at that band
 My emotions running wild, like a freight train bound for nowhere
 I'd buy you a drink but I don't know your brand
 So here's to you, and here's to me
 Best of friends that we'll always be
 And if perhaps we tend to disagree, here's to me
 Mr. Bartender pour me a shot once
 more, to drive my cares and fears away
 Well I'm down to my last cigarette and it's broken
 Oh well guess I didn't need the damn thing anyway
 She just walked by my table and she gave me a second glance
 My eyes followed her to the backroom door
 Now she's talking to another man, I guess I just lost my chance
 Hey bartender I'll have two more