Give me wine

*I´m tired of feeling so low
I´m tired of felling so wore´(x2)
I´m sick of all those who tell lies
I know I´ve lost the way of my dreams
The same day I have lost my own*

I work ten hours or eleven by day
As you surely guess I hate what I do
The same way I hate the fat shorn man who paid me
He don´t even notice that if his pocket grow is cause of me
You may say I should leave this job

But hey… you´re talking to Mrs Lost Self Respect
Besides I got no other possibilities
The only thing I can do is come to you
Shed my tears upon your bar
And drink so much until I forget everything
But you, my dear bar keeper, are the best I´ve ever known
Just give me one more, please I need it to forget
Because I still remember my name

*First verse

The bar is closing I drive myself to home
I stumble and fall
I feel the mud on my face
But then I wake up again on my bed
And another day begin

*First verse