We met one Monday night where my friend bartends and always gives me drinks for free. I caught you staring, or were you comparing the guy you were talking with to me. Then you said: "This place is dead, and this drink is going to my head. Take me home." I will, if you chill, there`s still time to kill and this night just started looking better. She bought herself a guitar, and she learned a few chords. She wrote me a song that goes like this:
Get out, get dressed, you`re just like the rest, there`s only one thing you`re after. You`re still the same self-centered bastard. You stay out all night with your shady friends just getting plastered. This relationship`s just my latest disaster.
I thought that I was doing everything right and giving her everything she needs. But I wake up one morning and all that she`s left is a break-up note that reads: You don`t, and you won`t ever see my side of things... Ahh come on. I would, if I could, but everything I thought was good would just upset her.
Our points of view will never meet. I always miss what`s incomplete.
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