Teardrops And Margaritas

Oft times I’ll go out to visit a bar, and have a stiff drink or two;

I do it to help allay all the pain that I’ve had since the night I lost you!

A strong margaritas’ the drink of my choice, but I tell them “no salt on its rim”;

For after I down a few very long sips, I feel my eyes start to brim!

‘Cause I’m thinking of you and how in the past, you’d always be here by my side;

Making some toasts and stealing a kiss, our hearts for’er coincide!

I miss you so much, I don’t know what do, so lost, am I, so alone;

Now there is darkness from deep in my soul, where the bright sun always had shone!

Some kind folks will come up and see I am sad, they try to get me to smile;

If I do crack one out it’s purely façade, for inside I’m tasting my bile!

I know they mean well, but they don’t understand, that my heart is so broken in two;

Stand on their heads and spit wooden nickels, there’s nothing they’re able to do!

So after they leave I start the downpour, again the drops from my eyes freely fall;

And that’s just the reason when I ordered my drink, I asked them for no salt at all!

For I knew that so soon it would come from myself, and cover the edge of my glass;

Margaritas and teardrops is what I now have, as time so slowly doth pass!