been worried about losing
The better I seem to get in the boudoir,
the worse I get at writing
When I said I was thinking about
And how Woody Allen get s with
Hannah's sister at the end
don't take that the wrong way
As hell, you half -affirmed it
And I spilled wine on the sheets
That's our roles in this partnership
We've said no self -control
But it's pissin' down, I'm goin' back
To strike up the battle for a game
In the ser ious art center
Nothin' to do with the serious effort
Serious clouds are loomin'
blue skies in here with your body
And your perfect tipsy aftertaste
Meanwhile I'm just stinking drunk
I've been down to the places
In the woods they're gone
where they make the fill of my life
And a Martin Freeman type
The girl who looks the spit
In her prime in the first five minutes
Then we called to you, looking on
who will never do you justice
Even though I've tried, my memoirs
Published by payment classics
I don't wanna cannibalize it
For progressive prose -like lyrics
Maybe next time, maybe next time.
4.7
