A Brief Story

Give me a second, I
I need to get my story straight
My friends are in the bathroom
Getting higher than the Empire State
My lover she is waiting for me
Just across the bar,
My seat's been taken by some sunglasses
Asking 'bout a scar
I know I gave it to you months ago
I know you're trying to forget
But between the drinks and subtle things
And the holes in my apologies
You know I'm trying hard to take it back
So if by the time the bar closes
And you feel like falling down
I'll carry you home ...........

Oh, wait! This story has already been told. haha....but I like it.
awolnationfan awolnationfan
26-30, M
Feb 19, 2013