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I'm
the
drunk
that's
falling
off
his
barstool
I'm
the
woman
with
mascara
running
down
I'm
the
suit
and
tie
slipping
off
his
gold
ring
You
don't
know
my
name
but
you've
got
me
figured
out
Every
sinner
has
a
future
Every
saint
has
a
past
So,
before
you
go
and
label
me
a
loser
For
pouring
all
my
pain
into
a
glass
Don't
judge
just
ask
As
me
if
that
empty
seat
is
taken
Ask
me
if
I
need
a
drink
and
then
You
might
find
that
you're
perception
will
be
shaken
When
I
say
no,
but
I
could
use
a
friend
Cause
every
sinner
has
a
future
Every
saint
has
a
past
So,
before
you
go
and
label
me
a
loser
For
pouring
all
my
pain
into
a
glass
Don't
judge
just
ask
Every
sinner
has
a
future
Every
saint
has
a
past
I'm
that
drunk
that
risked
his
life
for
God
and
country
I'm
that
woman
who
just
found
the
strength
to
leave
I'm
that
suit
and
tie
who
lost
his
wife
last
summer
If
you
dig
a
little
deeper,
you'll
know
me
Don't
judge
just
ask
Don't
judge
just
ask
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