Kissin by the light out of your car
Askin myself why we're where we are
And knowing that we shouldn't be this way
I guess I'm pretty drunk but that's no excuse for this
Bodies relate, minds do not, in this alcoholic kiss
And I know we will feel awkward in the morn
Take advantage of your innocence and youth
The alcohol it brings a fecund truth
The reality smacks upside the head
I'll call you up real soon
I say by the light of moon
I'll look up your # so please give me your name
No strings are attached but I dance like a marionette
And my arms are feeling tired from a dance not done quite yet
And the puppeteer is angry with my step
The path of my return
Is checked with things I haven't learned
The path leads in, then out of your front door
Truly I regret my actions could I take them back
But I expect too much from you, to lift me back on track
And your feelings for me will not break your heart
The path of my leaving is the same as my return
Picking up too late on things that I could have learned
I realize them as I run through your door
And I now know that I am
Never to return
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