Twice broken nose

Everyone knows that the heart's a lot weaker
Than the twice broken nose of a hard liquor drinker
There's a crack in your lip
So the taste starts to linger
Like the pin point of blood
On the end of your finger

Who's the man stood at the bar
I dare not ask his name
Never heard him speak a word
Yet he stands the all the same
Holds that bottle tight as hell
Thinks it will replace the pain
Walks away in dawning light
Falls hard nostalgia lane

I know I'm just the culmination of your frustration
But I don't know how to stop
I've walked the long road back again
Worn holes in shoes and socks
I managed to forget your eyes
To pretend they are the same
Now all I hope is that one day soon
You will forget my name

How long does it take a man to realise that he's alone
To pull the dreams from his head
And to leave his broken home
The truth is there and razor sharp
It cuts right to his bones
That everything he had went down
With that slamming telephone

Everyone knows that the hearts a lot weaker
Than the twice broken nose of a hard liquor drinker
There's a crack in your lip
So the taste starts to linger
Like the pin point of blood
On the end of your finger