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I think I'm gonna need a headstone for this place
Where are the girls I used to chase?
Down with drinks we used to steal?
And who I'm never gonna please
And I use just to appease my lack of confidence
..Lets drink to confidence
All this is..
Is hereditary, male pattern complacence
..And from the moment I walked in the room
I could kind of feel her eyes burning right through me
Looking me up and down. Maybe weighing me up for later
Probably to see if I'd fit inside of her
..Sort of how a snake measures it prey
I can't place this
Do we hate this?
I can't place this - just can't place this
What a lack of choices
These circus show clowns
Dog show town
Her Rosette says "Best in pound"
Away, just put her away, lets get going
And when I saw her in the cold light of day
My stomach sank to the floor , I didn’t know what to say
I guess my old buddy vodka's really boned me again
I'll still tell all my friends she was a perfect 10
While she was laying there stretching out my t-shirt
Well I'm never gonna wear that again
I wish she would just leave, so I could track down my jeans
And try and calculate exactly how much money I've spent
I cant place this
Do we hate this?
Mix emotions with potions and general narcotics
And hot summer days with ice cold gin and tonics
Thinking when we first met - drinking on the floor
I knew I'd found my best friend
I remember Thursdays - I remember most days
Still go out
..Even if we'd had the worst day
Face it, I am nothing
Full of bad connotations, no ones salvation
Stop it, give up nothing
Cause I like going too far and finding new scars
Loving, tasting nothing
Hating smirking new faces, they're no replacement
Are we the worst people I know?
I think we're the worst people I know
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