People In Bars

One more for the good times, one for the bad Another round for the happy, then for the sad One more to clear my mind for that long drive home Your nights are spent at the bar, so you are not alone Reality hits hard when you are at home by yourself You put your loneliness where no one can see it, it is placed on the very top shelf If you buy them drinks, they will sit and listen But they never will define what you are missing When you socialize with a crowd who has had too many Your thoughts ramble and your words are plenty Once again you make it home quiet and afraid Behind closed doors, you are misery\'s slave The next day you are back where everyone knows your name At one time or another, we all have done it, so bare no shame Strange girls, a frequent one night stand The Bluebird of happiness never seems to land Sometimes it\'s better to live your life full of dreams So some things become not as bad as they seem Every hopeful in every bar wants their place in the sun The bars will always be packed, some dreams may never come I guess it\'s just another place that allows us to be who we are Another group, another click, people in bars