In that dimly lit dungeon i drank my sorrows
All i wanted was a one night stand, someones heart that i could borrow

On the rocks is how i like it, stiff, bitter, burning my tongue
Why is it so hard to be single, gay and young?

Everynight i drown my anxiety in this thick syrup
Hoping that one night ill find that cowboy with his stirrups

He'll eye me from across the room and give me sex with his glance
And ill read his eyes and see he's only giving me one chance

So i swagger
so i swagger

closer to that marlboro man, that masculine man
but when i approached him, he ran

I squinted to see how far he'd gotten
but by the time i found him, he'd already forgotten

He took a cab home, leaving me on the stairs.
Neglegent to the fact that i was completely aware.

That glance, that one dance
it was my only chance.

Dammnit, i hate sleeping alone
someone come over, spoon me void of a bone.