I can't believe that it was good for anyone to me worth the wait. I tried to send you with your money's worth, the attention sure felt great. With all eyes upon me, some filled with tears, most couldn't see.
Well, I met a girl with bottles of wine. Though I prefer red, they tasted all right. Very soon, the room was spinning. Tug of war, the floor was winning.
Sometimes I wish, we had a short term memory. Just enough to recognize each other's face. It would be the same old stories but you're. Hanging onto every single word I have to say.