That Don’t Make It Junk Leonard Cohen (Ft. Sharon Robinson)

I fought against the bottle
But I had to do it drunk -
Took my diamond to the pawnshop -
But that don't make it junk

I fought against the bottle
But I had to do it drunk
Took my diamond to the pawnshop
But that don't make it junk
That don't make it junk
That don't make it junk

I know that I'm forgiven
But I don't know how I know
I don't trust my inner feelings -
Inner feelings come and go

How come you called me here tonight?
And how come you bother
With my heart at all?
You raised me up in grace
Then you put me in a place
Where I must fall

Too late to mix another drink -
The lights are going out -
I'll just listen to the darkness sing
I know what that's about