throw back and all the wine is gone
breathe out and sigh a victory song
there's nothing to say here and nothing to do
but sober up and go home
I think I should like to sing out loud on a subway train
or kick off my shoes and jump around, splashing in the rain
but it just took so long to get it wrong
but anyway
what I mean,
I think I'm ok
I think I'm ok
disclaimer: I didn't write this last week - I've had it lying around for a while, but I'm finally declaring it done.
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