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my hair was in my face
and she pulled my neck back
and pulled my bed back
and hid in the crawlspace

their dresses were all lace
and she pulled my hair back
and I pulled her hair back
and she stretched her legs out
and she’s running out

he’s all I taste
she’s all he tastes
and I’m all they taste
and we pull each other back
and you’re tasting another man
and I’m tasting another man
and she’s crying on the floor
and she won’t budge
and he won’t answer me
where’d he go to

I’m counting walls I counted walls I listed my number in the paper she listed my number on her hand I’m taking another drink breaking - shit, I dropped a glass