Letra de O'Rourke's, 1:20 a.m.

It's different when you're lonely
And the whole world's in love
Holding hands between barstools
And you're holding your tongue
Hold on
You're so fucked up, you're so fickle
Isn't this what you want?
So simple, so single
But it's different when you're helpless
When the bars close their doors
Growing hostile toward your waitress
Whose extra tips you ignored
It's different cause your desperate
Begging mercy on the sidewalk
To a sea of last-callers
Keep the conversation quick and keep them interested
You're different and they sense it
Your eyes can't disguise it
So glassy, half empty
Ready to spill
Hold on
Please don't leave yet
I can't go home alone
It doesn't go over so well
So hold on
Just a little longer
At least through the night
At least 'till the morning
It's different when you're lonely
And the whole world's in love
Hold on
Hold on to me
I can hardly stand
Much less the sight of myself
So hold on
Hold on tight dear
Put your foot on the gas
Get me the fuck out of here