Roll on your back
Sigh a little, take out a cigarette
Look at him and revel in disgust

It's amazing what a preson can do when drunk

He leans over and gives you a kiss
You turn your head and let him miss
Get off the bed and put on your clothes
A shame your trying to hide, but sadly only he knows

Strap on your shoes and walk out the door
Living on night in the life of a whore
Get in the car and put your head on the wheel

The tears start coming, the moment feeling real

Mascara running down your cheeks
A path of guilt that shows you were weak.


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