We're all drunkards in our own way,
I can look into your eyes and say
"your breath smells just like wine, my dear,
let's keep on breathing tonight, my dear,"
We can say "we're not afraid
to stare at each other's mouths and wait
for it all to just fall out
to figure what it's all about"
I don't know what you see when you look in the mirror
But I know what you say when you talk to yourself.
And I could be ashamed of you
and what you've forced me to
But I-
I love you.
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