Deborah Conway  Will you miss me when you're sober  Will you remember me when you're not overcome  With bloodshot eyes and breath stinking of rum  Will you give me a thought  Well I was taught  The hard way not fal for drunks like you  Experience has torn my brain in two  And I don't think so clearly now  But I wonder how  I let you get away with murder all the time  It must have been some crazy state of mind  But I want you to know that I'm all better now  'Cos you've been caught  Red handed stuck inside the honey pot  Your fly's undone but you still don't know what's what  But reassured I'm gonna let you know  'Cos I got to go  And I'm taking the bar with me when I leave  It's a sure way to guarantee you'll grieve  If only for a day  You might even find out that  You will miss me when you're sober  You might remember me when you're not overcome  With your whiskey tears and feeling close to numb  That you'll give me a thought