I wish you would call,
And ask me to come over.
But we both know,
You only do that when your sober.
At one point in time,
You were my best friend.
Now your a drunk,
And I wish that would just end.
You said you would stop,
But that was just a lie.
Still you don't understand,
Why I did't take you as mine.
But I knew better,
We would've fought and bickered.
Then you would go out,
And buy more liquer.
The fight in my head
Is choosing to kill me
Again I ask you to stop
All you say is we'll see
Your drunk again,
As I wonder where you are.
I'm sitting at home,
And your sitting at the bar.
I've had enough
Of waiting for you
I guess I'll run away
And maybe drink too
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