Fucker

Came home tonight
Felt like I'd die of loneliness
Strange you think
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Looking for a simple life
Life ain't simple
I'm tired and sick but I
Don't want to be alone

I'll go to a party
But I don't really want to
For now I'm sitting out here on my porch
Writing in the dark air
Listening to
My little black cat maow

Trying to vent some of the terrible passion
That's coursing through me
Something about you
Something about spending the afternoon
Asleep in your arms

I hate you
Fucker