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YBou've got lunch with your sCister tomAorrow
So Ewe can't be up Blate
You don't Cmind if I sleep Ain
But tEhen I've gotta pack my tBhings
So I stacked a CBukowski Anovel on a EBlacklisted BLP
And Cthis time what it lAooked like was Ejust what it Bproved to be
You said you needed a Cstiff drinkA E
to take your Cmind off things A B
HEey JBess, I wCoke up older
G#mCarryAing twEo years in the bBags under my eyes
EHey JBess, I wCatched you wake up G#mand get dAressed
EYou left the room Breceded like my Ahairline C B
I've been avoiding RCittenhouse like the Aplague
Because I jEust can't handle sBeeing you today
You made this Chouse into a Ahome
Now, I'm a Estranger on my Bstreet
CAnd as I turned to Bleave
I caught Emyself in the mirror to BseeC A
I aged a Eyear this weBek A
CI left a nAote up on your Ebed that said
BHey, thanks aCgain for eAverything you Edid B
When JCohn introdBuced Woke Up NAew in St. Augustine
I kCnewB I wasn't Aalone
When CI woke up hBere without Ayou
There was nothing to Cdo but pack up and go hAome B
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