Do you think I'm gonna solve my problems
With booze
(No, I don't)
Stop to being cruel, to yourself
(to yourself at all)
Pelf and privilege

Between my hands and a glass
There's a pain you don't see
There's nothing we could be

Do still think I'm gonna solve your problems
With blues
(I'm listening to myself in the darkened room)
Rolling a rule, I feel so deep for you (for you)
Don't be cruel

Behind the glass, there's a chance
It should be opened for me
There's nothing we could be