Use to go out every Friday night
woke up drunk Saturday morning
Now I'm older life seems so boring
Another lustful one nighter to find love
A contiuning quest that never had a happy ending
All this brokeness comes together while writing
She showed me love one day the next it was over
Use to hang out fresh and new
things felt right got old and cruel
She loved when we cuddled
Hated to see me go now we don't see one another anymore