doesn't mean anything

So we sit at this table with our hands in our laps
And we have a few drinks and we share a few laughs
But now those days have past and they’re not coming back
It’s a shame cause that’s all that I had

And we’ll sing out loud for hours
Until the morning that we know we can’t avoid
These nights are notable and priceless
I swear that every word I say, I mean until my dying day
It’s a shame when I wake I can’t recall a thing