The scent of being alone is on me.
They smell it as I walk in,
staring at me and I staring at them?
I could of have seen you tonight
at a different bar, not alone,
but that would be no fun.
The scent of indiscretion and
cheap drinks
all you can afford.
Im tired of you. Spending loose
change next door,
when there is a whole
wide world.
It's too wide
for most of us to wrap
our heads around.