Letra da Música: Last One Left at the Bar - Fuzigish

They say you got a problem.
They say you need help.
You just don't seem to control yourself.
Is it because of anger? thought it may be pain.
You'll be the last one left at the bar again.

You wake up in a gutter.
You wake up feeling sick.
You swear you'll never ever have another drink.
Later on that night, you end up just the same.
You'll be the last one left at the bar again.

Last one, last one.