"Missing Person" lyrics

I am lipsticked like a tart
In the cherry red of Côtes-du-Rhône
Prodding at the little fire of my phone
The lights behind the bar
Twinkle like they've always known
Only desperate little men ever drink alone

But as long as I'm here, I've disappeared
And it's vanishing
I'm a missing person doing my thing

As midnight strikes
I slip into this queen of dives
And quietly oblivion like sleep arrives
But I couldn't live without
This sewer of a place to be
Alone with my one obsession - me, me, me
Yeh, I can hear her remonstrate
You fool, that's three

What I'm doing here, ain't drinking beer
It's vanishing
I'm a missing person doing my thing
Just a missing person doing my thing

Missing the time I threw your crutch away
And ruined a perfect day
Now it's all ruins from here to daybreak

So I hang on to my chair
In this fish tank of sinking stars
Pickling their memories in Mason jars
I head out for a smoke
Leave your ghost there to hold my place
And line up with the other cheaters
In disgrace
Like runners in exile
From the human race

But as long as I'm here, this last brutal year
Is vanishing
I'm a missing person doing my thing
Just a missing person doing my thing