Will the Last one be free

You can’t blame me if sometimes - I wonder why you cause me such hurt and misery Your swinging doors are always locked by midnight When you toss me out and throw away the key The songs on the juke box drive me crazy And the whiskey makes better I suppose Each night the past comes back in time to haunt me for a broken heart, that’s the way it goes Will the last one be free if I’m leaving My memories and the bottle is killing me The glamor of your nightlife, so imposing When I go, will the last one be free I look in the mirror and I - wonder Are these lines on my face so plain to see Each line runs a highway to destruction And the end of the road is calling me I set here alone at my table And wonder why I feel the way I fee That neon light flashing in the window Welcomes me to a life that’s never real