Pulled up to dine by the fire
Cold breeze got us wrapped in hoodiesDanced at the beach felt like a relief
Cigarettes in out fingertips and a drink ready to sipRan in the sand as the waves wiped all we've spent
Laughed it out and chanted that JT song hands in the airHad my first drink when I was eighteen
I was crying of guilt and himWoke up wanting to feel more
Then I got drunk every Saturday before dawn.......
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