And I'm sitting here like a grouch
'Cause you're gone and I've lost everything
You took my couch and my beer and my secret
That's what I want, want, want, want, want
'Cause two is too much much much for me
You left and didn't even take me along
Still you stick like the stain in the rug
And of the red wine the bottle isn't even empty
Come on, let's be merry
The room is empty, so grand
The aftertaste is ugly and red
If you really believe in splitting things
Then what am I supposed to do with a bottle of red
I think, 'cause I've got all the time
Half-empty so I just pour some more
And even though this taste isn't for me
Come on, let's be merry
And I sat here with one red wine
Am I really losing everything now?