What's so easy in the evening by the morning's such a drag
My corner is darkerI can't wait until I have some matches to light it up
My head is hazy and my cheeks are flushed
I hid my drink in the basement so I wouldn't offend you
If there's one thing I can't promise, it's that I can't hold it against you
As much as I want to the night before
I'll try to stay concious
But only to hope an apology will be heard
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