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F*ck Buddies

Posted July 7, 2006

You thought wrong, my love,
'cause i won't be the one you leave (when it's over)
while you sleep i get dressed
in sheer shock of seeing you again
it seems slow motion as i reach to wipe my forehead of your sweat

a kiss goodbye for you,
out the door and running.
i calm myself at feno,
breathe, light up and sit-
nothing is worse than this.
call me in three weeks
(we'll do it again, inevitably.)