I'm grabbing all your cigarettes
I'll tear them down
I can't spend one more night in this place
I oughta be alone tonight so I'll take the walk
I was never one for saving face
I was born to be yours but you could do better for sure
I think the lights on the docks of my city know what I mean
Waiting on a phone call from a friend
Once last chance to make the amends
That she swore she'd make before the year was through
I was resolute as well making vows I couldn't tell
'Cause like a birthday wish they never would come true
If you were born to be mine you won't have an easy time
But I think we're getting better, this might just last forever this time
When I first arrived on shore
Memory rich and money poor
I assumed you'd ask for more
Guess I never knew you well before
If we were born to be here, that would justify my fears
But I know that's not the answer, I'm pretty goddamn sure it's just my fault
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