Good Times Badly Spent

I’d like to sleep for just one hour more
Before you dress and show me to the door
You’d like to finish all this yesterday
I’d like to tell you that I’d love to stay
But the words are stuck in my throat
I’t’s not the first time for us both
Finally you’ve had enough
And I just want to sleep it off

Nothing now makes any difference

I might just take you out for one last drink
To toast the years you’ve emptied down the sink
I’d like to rid you of your liquor too
You’d only say that’s something I can’t do
Because the bottle’s stuck to your hand
A fiercesome grip for a little man
The only hold you can’t secure
Is on your senses anymore

Nothing now makes any difference
The awful consequence of good times badly spent
Nothing now makes any difference

I’d like to sleep with you just one more night
Before I slink forever from your sight
You might just tell me that you’ll always care
I’d love to hear it but you wouldn’t dare
Because those words before have been enough
For me to use to call your bluff
Your will at last will not be bent
Your pity and your mercy spent

Nothing now…
Nothing now…