Saturday, May 9, 2015

Trying To Pop-Punk

You took another girl to my hometown
You played her notes, you showed her around
And I guess that it's all the time
I just liked the way you said my name

It wasn't perfect, but it was worth it
Looked past the flaws in our design
Thought it was our time; but you weren't on time
I'll drown all my sorrows in red wine

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