I waited for you to come home after
Angry words were exchanged
And the smell of beer lingered on your breath
I covered my ears and wondered
If I was going to inherit your alcoholic escape artist gene when
Inevitable Tragedy whispered in my ear all day and watched me sleep all night
I imagine that in your intoxicated haze
Of blacking out, forgetting and remembering
You think:
"Something isn't right and I can't go home" as Tragedy hands you another Corona,
And you drink.
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 9:44 PM UTC
I waited for you to come home after
Angry words were exchanged
And the smell of beer lingered on your breath
I covered my ears and wondered
If I was going to inherit your alcoholic escape artist gene when
Inevitable Tragedy whispered in my ear all day and watched me sleep all night
I imagine that in your intoxicated haze
Of blacking out, forgetting and remembering
You think:
"Something isn't right and I can't go home" as Tragedy hands you another Corona,
And you drink.
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