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Dirt cheap vodka, cheaper wine
Called and ordered the forces round
Elevation all the while
You’re sailing down the sauvignon Nile...
Hair is perfect, sexy dress
Cleavage hiding what’s-
really on your chest...
Smile; you’re over compensating
Still your thoughts need more sedating.
Suddenly you’re out of time
And you wish that you’d stayed home tonight
And the street is not the place to cry
People are staring...
You thought you’d taught you better rules
“Hard to get and playing cool”
Love is cruel to the romance fool
Someone should have told you.
And it seems to me that it seems to be
That some are just plain un-luck-y
We can hope, well we can try
Destined to be sentenced to
perfecting the art of goodbye
Morning comes and morning goes
Rolling into mourning clothes
Better put your phone away
No one worth texting anyway
Hours pass, long and dull
A million thoughts
In every lull
Breathe: you feel your heart pulsating?
Booze, pills, sleep I need sedating.
And it hits you like a concrete ceiling,
That agonising wrenching feeling,
You better go to bed to cry
People are staring...
You thought you’d taught you better rules
“Hard to get and playing cool”
Love is cruel to the romance fool
Someone should have told you.
And it seems to me that it seems to be
That some are just plain un-luck-y
We can hope, well...we can try
Destined to be sentenced to
Perfecting the art of goodbye.
(Also I need to add in a bridge etc...)
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