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313 · Dec 2019
FAGS
Maybe I left you baby?
Maybe I went for ****?!
Maybe I,m just sick of acting off our rags.

I ended up at the nearest bar some people were playing pool.
The barman was acting suspect i sat down on a stool.
I bravely attempted the crossword while really not giving a jot.
Four letter word from the heart, Do I love you? Do I not?
I lied that i needed ****
and cowardly left you to your pain.
I walked the quietness of the river and inhaled the rain soaked grain.

Maybe I left you baby,
Maybe I went for ****?
Maybe I,m just sick of acting off our rags?!

I sauntered past interflora another cute *** reminder.
I did not call you once.
My head was on spin dry binder.
When i left the bar that day i finally walked away.
I knew if I returned to you'
You would assault me with your say!
I would nod on time as usual and yes babe every line.
Lying again, Never talking
And pretending love is fine.

Maybe I left you baby?
Maybe I went for ****!?!
Maybe I,m just sick of acting off our rags.

I met a woman named muriel she found me sleeping in her car.
She invited me into her place and poured a welcome jar.
I am never coming back now!
This time it is for reals.
No more one for the road, Crying with alien faces and pleading sentimental deals.
No more worth it last hugs or blagging short notice shags.
No more chatting **** and pretending to go for ****.

Maybe I left you baby?
Maybe I went for ****?!
Maybe I,m just sick of acting off our rags.

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