Whatever I say, i'm bound to lose
The words I say, hear what you choose
However we play, still hear the blues
We would shout yay, now it's like boo's
Words twisted edgeway, the truth you so refuse
A drink a day, we turn to booze
The carefree way, has turned to abuse
The calm sleepy bay, and storm that ensues
Darling, sorry...
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