Love of my life You get so sad when you drink And I don't know why You keep asking what I think Sometimes the wine's Better off in the sink With the tap water That I'll beg you to drink When you're slumped To the floor Asking God if he's bored Of ignoring you Is that my cue? Love of my life You're drunk every night Or stoned Or high Or alone outside in the cold Saying "Hold me, I'm tired, And I wanna go home" "Hold me, I'm tired, And I wanna go home" Why do you love me When I'm tainted and ugly? I'm throwing my voice In the back of the cab I know you don't need me And i'm sorry for asking But please Please don't go