tastes like betrayal but
maybe it's the whiskey
babe i've gotten over that time
i send ya postcards
send ya flowers but
don't feel like a friend of mine
and i, i try
but there's so much more
on the other side
i don't know everything
but i know a lot
i got room in my heart
but in my brain i do not
don't go away from me now
now i thought i had you
thought i knew you
yea i thought you did too.
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