I don’t love you
Hell I don’t even like you
You drink too much
And piss with the door open
You talk over me
And hide my cigarettes
You toss and turn all night
And snore like a freight train
And in the morning I’m thinking
I shouldn’t be here
Fuck I shouldn’t be here
But you climb on top of me
the sun steps down to braid your hair
And I swear that god almighty couldn’t
pull your heart from my teeth
If you’re hungry
I’m hungry too
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