Wanting what you can't get, has it happened yet?
He wants the lie-in to waste his time in bed
Wide awake, frozen stare on the girl instead
She's the stranger of whom he hasn't met
But here she lies, open eyes, where did it all begin
Did he lose some sort of bet or has he lost his head?
A hurricane in his mind, stomach bloated with regret
There surely was a struggle, tumble and a bang, how could he forget
He had to shut her up, had to keep a straight set
So he puts an index and a middle on the side of her neck
Alcohol and crazy thoughts must've lead to the girl who's now dead
Going out with a mouth ready for the lies
But there's a difference between the girl you want, and the one you find
You hate the end of the night, but the start was fine
You do this sort of thing all the time because you're in your prime
But this time a young girl's life was on the line
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