If I had another drink,
I'd be able to get out of my chair,
Walk across the room,
And dance the night away with you,
Your hips grinding against mine,
Mindlessly dancing,
Our thoughts completely elsewhere,
And I'd finally be breaking free
From the inhibitions of my past.
If I had another drink,
I'd tell you how pretty you were
From across the room,
And how it seems impossible
That you look even better up close.
I'd pull your hips closer,
And we'd try to talk over
Thumping bass and
Synthesized vocals
About what we wanted from tonight.
If I had another drink,
I'd take you back to my room,
And see where the night takes us.
We'd find something to do:
Two drunk teens,
Both with one thing on our minds.
Whether you stay the night is up to you,
But what mattered was we got what we wanted.
If I had another drink,
I wouldn't be sitting in my room,
Alone,
Kicking myself for missed opportunities,
Wondering about everything that could have happened,
If I had another drink.
