The pieces fit when we make them
Fuck the [hangover out?] and paint yourself
Three hours to look like you rolled out of bed
No one has to know how much we can't fucking stand another
Pointless conversation
Bloody Mary's on Sunday
Bloodshot eyes, tears, and no sleep
For fucking and not fucking
For loving and unloving
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