After Last Call

I've been thinking, I've been drinking
And I feel I've filled my load
But then again maybe just half another and then I'll hit the road
I was hoping for a night of lifetime changes for a loner
But instead I'm well acquainted with the jukebox in the corner
It was playing all of these songs of which I used to know the words
And I still can hum the choruses though the verses are all blurred

I've been cursing all my luck
Although I've always had my health
I once thought that I knew what love was when I put it on a shelf
And so long as it was up there it was shiny and attractive
When I took a closer look I was unhappy and distracted
It was full of muck and scratches that I didn't see before
So I tossed it from the pedestal and it broke upon the floor

Now I'm waiting for an Uber
As I'm pulling my coat near me
As I'm leaning on a brick wall and the ground falls up to meet me
And now my bones are cold and all the liquid warmth has faded
This stupid coat did nothing cause it's old and worn and dated
And now the Uber's here but he pretends he doesn't see me
As I stumble to my feet I see him cancel fare and leave me

So I stumble to my bedroom
About an hour from the bar
If I hadn't fallen on the way it wouldn't be so far
I'm full of muck and scratches, I'm unshaved and I'm unshowered
But who has all the energy to clean up at this hour
And now my head is light as I open the door
When I wake up in the morning I was passed out on the floor

All in all
It wasn't that bad a night