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Leaving New Brunswick
Skies are grey today Why couldn't you have stayed just a couple minutes longer? Whiskey eyes, whiskey lips, a flower tattooed on her wrist She's probably gonna kill me Who knows, maybe I'll die drinking So you don't have to worry about me And if I don't I'll have another drink 'til you're gone from my memory Things are all fucked up today I don't why I had to say that I thought it was getting better It's like sometimes I feel alone, even when you're in my room Why can't you come a little closer? Words from an alcohol soaked heart, in my mouth all fall apart Now it's only beating faster The smell of vodka on her breath, I almost drank myself to death I should have drank a little harder From Letras Mania