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