P.S. (New Version)

wait for hours in the line again

take your check, go home, and buy your bread

or maybe down a couple of drinks instead



don't speak your mind now



and it's time you ought to sleep

to ease your mind... and nothing runs so deep

and suicide is all you're left to eat

and still you say to me bartender fix me one more drink



you drink alone with me till 5 a.m.

and she's waiting up to ask you questions

you hear no answer but the rising red



don't speak your mind now

you'll wake her child



and it's time you ought to sleep

to ease your mind...and nothing runs so deep

and suicide is all you're left to eat

and still you say to me bartender fix me one more drink



don't speak your mind now

cause no one cares

no one's there



had enough of everything, everything i?e had

big surprise the years go by...fix me one more drink

need a car, and need some more, needed anything

and still you say to the bartender fix me one more drink