You shook your head and went upstairs   I would've cared but I don't care   There's plenty more for me down here   In this room of noise   And beers      I saw her here one time before   I barely noticed she was there   But I recall the shirt she wore   And how she hid behind her   Hair      I'll move around and talk to folks   And laugh at all their funny jokes   It doesn't feel like it's enough   I rub my eyes and drink too   Much      She said that this was growing old   Repeated parties every week   I asked if she was getting cold   As I reached out to feel her   Cheek      I asked you if you knew my name   You didn't tell me anything   And so I lost my shoes in shame   And fell asleep on the porch   Swing      If only I was colorblind   If I could act before I think   The freedom I would likely find   If I could only learn to   Drink