Jan 2015
He says I'm nothing but,
Late night drunk ***,
To you, and thats all.
Yet I turn to another,
And he says,
It isn't just that,
That it's more.
And then I turn to you,
And you say nothing.
Late night drunk ***,
To you, and thats all.
Yet I turn to another,
And he says,
It isn't just that,
That it's more.
And then I turn to you,
And you say nothing.
(Minnesota)
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