I think I'll have a couple shots tonight. Just enough to knock the edge off.
Maybe I'll write poetry and talk to myself and cry a little.
Just enough to knock the edge off.
I might play "Rose Colored Glasses" and just remember the way it was before you fucked me up.
I'll take another shot and dance with my shadow because she understands.
And I'll think about how hard I've tried to get back up off the ground and how many times I got knocked back down and then I'll remember how I needed you but all I got was fucking silence and I'll get angry.
And I'll make a toast to you and tell you Cheers, motherfucker, you'll need me before I need you again.
And that'll knock the edge off.
Just enough to knock the edge off.
I might play "Rose Colored Glasses" and just remember the way it was before you fucked me up.
I'll take another shot and dance with my shadow because she understands.
And I'll think about how hard I've tried to get back up off the ground and how many times I got knocked back down and then I'll remember how I needed you but all I got was fucking silence and I'll get angry.
And I'll make a toast to you and tell you Cheers, motherfucker, you'll need me before I need you again.
And that'll knock the edge off.
