One Too Many

 

I’ve never liked falling asleep alone
So I call just to fall asleep on the phone
Just be honest, we’re all grown
I see how much you haven’t grown
Too much vodka and lemonade
It’s about to kick in, I’m about to fade
Telling you everything on my mind
Like we’re not short on time
Complaining about all the games
You advise me to just do the same
Gone and it’s only Friday
I’ve been craving this feeling all day
I want to be alone but I want you to stay
Staring at the ceiling
I can’t tell which way is down
You’re on the phone screaming
But I’m no longer reacting to sound

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