I wish I knew how to get wine off a white dress
It's not so much I wished to wear the dress again
Or that I wish it had fallen into my mouth instead to prolong the feelings,
But I wish I knew how to get that **** stain out
So that maybe instead I could give the dress away or that I may make the dress new
Sew into curtains, pillowcases, sheets, anything
If only I could've saved it.