No Nicer Way Than Being Blunt
Man whore
What's her name
What's her name
It sounds so
Familiar
In ringing ears
You drank too much
Again
Man whore
Whose she
Whose she
And why won't
She leave
Your head's pounding
How do you get
Her out of your bed
Man whore
You didn't mean it
You didn't mean it
You never do
You hope she
Understands
Walks out
And never calls
Copyright © Charissa Gonzalez | Year Posted 2010
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