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Three tequilas past midnight you finally said it That thing that would have saved us in January But it's August now and I'm someone else's Thursday night Your perfect words are homeless in my mouth Like when you remember the comeback Years after the argument ended
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Sep 14, 2025
Sep 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM UTC
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Three tequilas past midnight you finally said it That thing that would have saved us in January But it's August now and I'm someone else's Thursday night Your perfect words are homeless in my mouth Like when you remember the comeback Years after the argument ended
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Sep 14, 2025
Sep 14, 2025 at 4:31 PM UTC
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