I'm wasting breath on the phone
Just leave me alone she said
Before I got to speaking
My mind's a fault line
And she asks me all the time
Will we make sense, can you not drink
When will we fuck?
But I'm counting sheep and still can't sleep
Neither can she
We were almost there, but I stopped to care
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