When I Drink

This is the bar I come to when I drink
 This is my glass, covered with fingerprints
 Now I don't get rowdy, go causing street fights
 But I've been know to sing showtunes under the streetlights
 When I drink, it's about you I think
 You, like the moon, could drive a woman mad
 You drove me to this place, now they're calling me a cab
 Because all the pretty faces are starting to blur
 I must look like the happiest girl in the world
 When I drink, it's about you I think
 Every barroom love ends like it begins
 Over drinks, one or two, too many rounds
 Not much at all, a few inches of liquid
 That's all it takes for a person to drown
 Sometime last week, sobriety on loan
 I vowed I wouldn't write you, and I swore I'd never phone
 But now I'd like to call you and check you're all right
 But I don't know where you are spending your nights
 When I drink, it's about you I think
 When I drink, it's about you I think