Drinking of you.

I'm crying in my beer
Tonight isn't a good time to try to talk to me
Just like all those other nights
Spilling tears everywhere
For my lover

They say when the mystery's gone
The woman moves on
I never wanted to believe that about you
And still I wonder where it all went wrong
Why you deserted me

So I'm propped here, drinking of you
While you're no doubt tucked away in dreamland
Why life is like this, I'll never understand
You wanted something real
How much more real could I be?