Brian Hunt - Love

Socks on My Guitar

You probably won't remember
Both were just so wasted
Home deco fucking tasteless
My only friends
Just my bed and my fender

Another drink is better
I know I'll get you naked
Soft angora sweater
Slowly take it off
Still completely wasted

I would pick you up the store
We'd go home for a little more
You'd throw your socks onto my guitar
And then your bra

Things never got any better
I was always frustrated
Completely lost my temper
With you my love

You promised, you even swore
When did our lives turn into a bore?
You still throw your socks onto my guitar
But never again your bra

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Writer(s): Juan Diego Gosalvez Fernandez, Brian Cesar Hunt Fernandez
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