It was never you

"Fast cars, shooting stars" cheap woman and cheaper cigars,now I'm the king of dive Irish bars,it didn't start out this way,I was once god fearing like most, father son and that sneaky ghost,but like the rest, my life changed,,to many curve balls put me out of the game,I'm not making excuses, I'm not ashamed of the way I turned out,door to door and store to store to store up on alcohol,yes eyes to the ground,waiting for y'all but you never did call,alone watching t.v.,you never came back for me,slowly then my life changed,I see your picture on line but its just not the same,your good looks were just a coincidence,I never held it against you,I never had bad intent still do not ,I'm not a malcontent not hell bent on looking back,the present is where I'm at, riding in fast cars sitting still in lonely bars remembering the way we were not the way we are...