Last You Heard of Me

Found myself down at the Alibi

For the second time this year

Wrote my song down, gave it to the guy

Then went to grab another beer

Sonia's going to the parking lot

Probably gonna smoke some weed

I'd go with, but I don't touch the stuff

Unless I wanna go to sleep

You step outside to have a cigarette

As smokers crowd into the street

Digging through your purse for matches

When, for a second, our eyes meet

And in the moment, I see everything

Start to finish, sad defeat

Shivering, lying naked next to you

And that's the last you heard of me

That's the last you heard of me