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The poison makes its way through my body slowly |
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Into the pleasure centers of my brain |
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If you were here I would admit that I'm an asshole |
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But now it's over and I can't stay sober |
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Though it isn't like I've tried |
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On the front porch or on an airplane on vacation |
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Or out for dinner in a nearby town |
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I was so proud just to have you sitting with me |
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But now it's over and I can't stay sober |
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Pour and swallow follow one shot with another |
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I'll keep on til you agree to come back over |
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Or until there are x's on my eyes |
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My old man always swore that hell would have no flame |
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Just a front row seat to watch your true love pack her things and drive away |
