My ode to Cinnamon, Queen of punctuation!?

Question:

My ode to Cinnamon, Queen of punctuation!?

Try me on for size.

You can drink me under the table,
Any old time you want.
I may be tired of it all,
But you're not sick of me yet.

Old bar flies,
In the face of reason,
At first resist,
Then fall, apart.

But we can still play cards,
And talk about people,
We don't really know,
Using words,
We don't understand,
And time will pass.

Later you can sweep up the last scraps,
Of a something that wasn't really love,
But looked just like it from here,
At the bar.

Additional Details

10 hours ago
cards= glib people
scraps= fights
drink me under the table=???

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: 10 hours ago
cards= glib people
scraps= fights
drink me under the table=???