Here is a list of things i wish to forget
    Kissy Chrissie Christ on the cocaine coast of Maine
    Naked in the street washing the pain away with rain
    Love, i stole your wallet while you were in bed with him
    So you paid for my hookers on my first fuck-fest binge
    Sally, i took pictures from underneath the bleachers
    And threw my cum at you when i needed attention
    Boy, i stole your girl just to see what you’d be missing
    And did everything i could in every last position
    I would call you up while she went down on me
    And listen to you cry in between screams of ecstasy

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