Pouring it all out to the bartender,
right before I give up and surrender.
Life use to never be like this, this hard,
but she threw all my stuff out into the yard.
When I got home she was yelling about the bills.
I think she was high on all sorts of pills.
She yelled at me and called me a bum.
Then held up the finger two away from her thumb.
I just wanted her to be my honey,
but all she wanted from me was money.
I couldn't take her abuse anymore.
Then I did something I've never done before.
I grabbed the keys to her car,
should've came straight to the bar,
but what else can I say?
I crashed that piece and stepped away.
Now for my sins I get to pay the toll.
Just trying to sit here and drown my soul.
Please just sit with me and fill my cup.
The cops will be here soon to pick me up.
***For the contest, “Confessions to a bartender”***