Dead like a doornail, I drown in this pint of ale Watching the hours and days disappear And I drink in the corner, I curse the bartender My table's been empty for the last hundred years And she left me to sink in this mire And there's no one here to carry me a'shore And I've sent out a thousand distress calls in bottles... But they shatter and fall to the floor Memories are vampires, my past is a landlord Nailing an eviction to the back of my skull All lovers are bastards, like the bastards before them So buy me a whiskey before the last call And she left me to sink in this mire And there's no one here to carry me a'shore And I've sent out a thousand distress calls in bottles... But they shatter and fall to the floor And she left me to sink in this mire And there's no one here to carry me a'shore And I've sent out a thousand distress calls in bottles... But they shatter and fall to the floor