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