The Good Life - O'Rourke's, 1:20 a.m. lyrics

It's different when you're lonely The whole world's in love Holding hands between bar stools And you're holding your tongue Hold on You're so f**ed up, so fickle Isn't this what you want? So simple, so single But it's different when you're helpless When the bars close their doors Growing hostile toward your waitress Those extra tips went ignored It's different because you're desperate Begging mercy on the sidewalk To a sea of last callers (Keep the conversation quick and keep them interested) You're different and they sense it Your eyes can't disguise it So gla**y, half empty Ready to spill Hold on Please don't leave yet I can't go home alone It doesn't go over so well So hold on just a little longer At least through the night At least until the morning Hold on Hold on to me I can hardly stand Much less the sight of myself So hold on Hold on tight, dear Put your foot on the gas Get me the f** out of here