There's something so strange
About the way you can still
Make me shake with grief
And slam things in anger
Just with a glance
And a few simple words,
Meant for someone else-
Anyone else.
That night we sat,
Holding hands
In the flickering glare of the images on TV.
You smelling of booze,
And me just buzzed enough to let things happen.
You USED me,
You BROKE me,
And just for a moment
You WANTED me.
And that's what I can't let go.
So I'll sit here,
Falling for someone, who's not you,
And I'll just be angry
That I was stupid enough to care about that night.
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