Stop

Just another night
And just another drink
To push me just over the edge
So I dont have to think

My hands on his jeans
Why am I doing this?
Cos Im scared of being alone
So we move in for the kiss

He will do I suppose
Not the one Id choose
Stop that thinking, block it out
Another drink will make him good

I drink to get drunk
Im one of that kind
But this is my "medication"
To keep him out of my mind