Bottles, pints, shots, cans
Couches, floors, drunk best friends
Models, whores, tattooed hands
Cities, secrets, cats, vans
Good times, laughter, bad decisions
Strippers, actors, average musicians
Mornings after and walks of shame
The bartender knows me by my real name
It goes
Pour me another, so I could forget you now
Pour me another, so I could come let you down
Pour me another, so I can remember how true that I am to this addiction of you
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