Whiskeybreath Beerbelly

Walk into a bar,

Sit down,

Eyes on the bartender,

Mouth watering for two reasons,

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Cash or tab?

Hand over some money

you don't really have,

Night's feeling sunny,

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Wow, she just got cute,

I just realized that I'm sad,

I just realized that I'm lonely,

But she looks single,

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But I'm not single,

Stupid ring,

Let's go home,

Have some more drinks,

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It's cheaper to drink at home,

And cheaper to drink alone,

alone.......

Alone...... 

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God, I miss her....

She used to drink with me,

I felt less alone,

And didn't mind the extra money,

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Alone now....

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Drink some more,

Drown the depression,

"It's anxiety..."

You're so smart, Mr.Glasses,

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4 months,

23 days,

that sucked...

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But this time, 

2 years,

worst case

6 years,

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She'll come back...

I know she will....

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She has too.....

She loves me, right?

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I don't know where she is,

But I know she is thinking about me,

We both count the days,

I know where I am,

I see myself stuck in a bottle,

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Wannabe musician,

Wannabe Husband,

Want to feel loved by the woman who loves me,

And want to make her feel loved,

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My name is Whiskeybreath Beerbelly,

And my story is long and sad,

but my memory is fuzzy,

The dreams are starting again...

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She loves me, right? 

The sound,

The embrace,

The intoxication of love,

Withdrawl drains me,

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I'm supposed to hold on,

Wait for her,

I'm patient,

But my hands are sweating,

Grip is hard to find,

I'm afraid of slipping,

I can only hold on so tight,

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If I didn't really love her 

I would already be crushed by the next train,

If she didn't really love me,

I wouldn't have put her through so much pain,

I tried to keep her safe,

But we got caught,

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Now, the abuse is worse,

Horribly mistreated, distrusted,

Her parents hate me,

Her parents hate her,

She doesn't deserve this...

Why me?

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Things went so bad...

She scratched her name in my wall,

I look at it every night,

I look at the pictures we took together,

I don't cry....

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Walk into a bar,

Sit down,

Eyes on the bartender,

"What'll it be, Mr. B?"

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(She scratched her name into my wall,

I scratched my name into her back,

I order my drinks tall,

then drink until it goes black.)