She's off misbehaving
With him not with me
A pessimistic tomorrow
Is all that I see
Well, I can live with my version
Of the world going past
Well, the hard times I've had
Well, they don't look so bad
Through the bottom of the glass
So turn off the jukebox
And dim down the lights
I don't need no vision
Twenty-twenty tonight
So I won't see her
Even if they walk past
Through the jokes and the tears
Through the smoke and the beer
Through the bottom of the glass
Well, the grapevines done told me
What they see and hear
They must like to watch me
Get tears in my beer
Well, I've found a new someone
You may say she's trash
Well, she ain't much to see
But she looks good to me
Through the bottom of the glass
So turn off the jukebox
Dim down the lights
I don't need no vision
Twenty-twenty tonight
So I won't see her
Even if they walk past
Through the jokes and the tears
Through the smoke and the beer
Through the bottom of the glass
Through the jokes and the tears
Through the smoke and the beer
Through the bottom of the glass