Early afternoon...or maybe lunchtime?
All I know is daylight is creeping through
The covered window.behind me, neon signs fluorescent flicker: this
Bud´s for you.
By light of day it´s hard not to notice
Just how filthy this place can be.
The smell of bleach and cheap shots
Drowning out my ugly company.
So CHEERS! Here´s to hoping
I never see your face again.
This one´s to chase
The awful taste of your name from my tongue
And one more in hopes that I´ll hit the floor
And knock the thought of you from my brain.
And last, hopelessly wishing
I never met you.
Early in the morning, when I wake up you´re not
There.
Ho many nights have I been sleeping alone???
NOT FAIR!!!
So CHEERS! Here´s to hoping
I never see your face again.
This one´s to chase
The awful taste of your name from my tongue
And one more in hopes that I´ll hit the floor
And knock the thought of you from my brain.
And last, hopelessly wishing
I never met you.
(I opened up, would´a took your name, and where
Were you?
You fucking walked away.
You opened up and gave me your heart,
At the finishing line thinking you heard a start!
We opened up it´s always the same,
When we get to close, we run the other way!)