My past sat down with me for dinner
A young man like me but old
Of all the men in my past
I thought he would be the last
One or two make it all ok
Three drinks make the pain go away
The past is just a memory
Yet here he is smiling at me
Think of all the moments
Gone and forgotten
We bury them in the bottom
One or two make it all ok
Three drinks make the pain go away
When the future loomed all above us
With so much and so little to discuss
I’d have done anything for his sake
Time proved that was a mistake
One or two make it all ok
Three drinks make the pain go away
Dinner is over in a moment
It’s loud and unspoken
Words that fill it are but a token
And it’s gone in a moment
In a moment it slips away
One or two make it all ok
Three drinks make the pain go away
In a moment it slips away [ fade ]