May 2017
Standing there in a big crowd.
I have whisky in my hand, a friend by my side,
and couples surrounding me every way I look.
There's something so romantic about a girl standing alone with a guitar singing out her heartbreak. Her loneliness envelopes me and I think of your face, and all of a sudden I feel alone in a crowd.
The last thing I want is to feel this unfufilled desire for your affection so I say **** that and take another sip.
But the fact is that it is three songs later and I haven't really been listening but instead experiencing. How can one girl with a guitar singing out sad songs have such an affect on me, whisky in hand, a friend by my side, and couples surrounding me every way I look.
I have whisky in my hand, a friend by my side,
and couples surrounding me every way I look.
There's something so romantic about a girl standing alone with a guitar singing out her heartbreak. Her loneliness envelopes me and I think of your face, and all of a sudden I feel alone in a crowd.
The last thing I want is to feel this unfufilled desire for your affection so I say **** that and take another sip.
But the fact is that it is three songs later and I haven't really been listening but instead experiencing. How can one girl with a guitar singing out sad songs have such an affect on me, whisky in hand, a friend by my side, and couples surrounding me every way I look.
