Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out, You didn't care to know who else may have been here before.
I want a lover, I don't have to love.
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk.
(Then my mind went dark: You write such pretty words but life's no storybook)
I want a lover, I don't have to love.
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