Red Wine and Good Times

  • I spent this weekend not having much fun. I play drums in a band, and on Friday night I went to the guitarist's house for a party and only five people were there. Two boys (me and Mr. Guitarist) and three girls. One of the girls fancied me, but her friends convinced her not to do anything with me. Also I have a girlfriend... but she lives two hours away. I already cheated on her once. I don't think she'll find out. I'd probably cheat on her again if I was drunk. It's the fact that she lives away that makes things tough. Well I suppose a better man than me would easily be able to be patient and not put his dick in every drunk girl who looks at him, but I am not that man. I think I've finally mastered the ability my female friends have which lets them pull every time they go out. All you need to do is scour the club for someone who is just about attractive enough, and then find out if they're attracted in you. And they often are. I suppose there are a lot of people who need to physically touch another person. I am one of them, I think. I will be the first man my girlfriend sleeps with. Added to this is the fact that her father is a manipulative prick who really messed her up. If she finds out what an uncaring person I am, it will give her issues for the rest of her life. It would be better for me to give the rest of my life to her than for that to happen. She could end up hating men for the rest of her life if I'm not careful. I know it seems strange that I think of myself as being so important to her, but really I am! She can't get enough of me. She tells her friends all about me. I think she was starting to stalk me when we first began talking to each other. I wouldn't even have continued a dialogue with her if I didn't happen to be such a polite person. My politeness almost got me in trouble again today. I think the manipulative interloper I mentioned previously (and with whom my politeness compels me to maintain friendship) has started speaking to my girlfriend and is trying to make her mistrust me. Although I suppose I don't deserve her trust. My summary is that I'm a duplicitous, deceptive young man, and I only care about myself. Oh, and about the title... I don't really like red wine.
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