Don't judge me by what you see, by this glass that's in my hand.For can't you see her leaving me was more than I could stand.If you look beyond the bottle and the glass that's in my hand,look closely, so closely, you'll see a lonely, lonely man.I guess it's easy to judge a man like me by the bottle and the glass that you see.But if you look beyond the bottle, you'll see a man that's sick with loneliness and guilt.For these hands that now hold a bottle tore down the dream that her and I had built.Once I had her love, a good job and a home.But like so many other foolish men, I thought I wasn't satisfied, so I started to roam.Oh, I made all the night spots with their bright lights and cheap wine.I thought all those things meant happiness.I was just that.By the time I'd realized that I was living a lie,the one I'd loved the most had gone and said goodbye.So can't you see this bottle and this glass?They're just tools to help the time to pass.Once her love was mine, the love I traded for a glass of wine.And with her help I'll try to forget the past.So look beyond the bottle and the glass that's in my hand.Look closely, so closely.And you will see a lonely, lonely man.Look beyond the glass.I'm a lonely, lonely man.