Sober Dave - End of the War

End of the War

So I decided to spend the night
Watching The Next Generation on my own
I'm sorry honey but I'm not at home
Call me tomorrow maybe I'll pick up
But lately I'm having the worst kind of luck
And I'm sorry darling but we're through
As you walk across the room
Your eyes tearing up
You turn back to me and tell me to get fucked

My skull's been growing tight
Your endless nagging caused the end of this
So I lay back and close my eyes
We both knew it would come to this
Even from the very first kiss
So I'm sorry darling but we're through
And as the sun begins to set I'm already feeling it
This overwhelming sense of bliss

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Writer(s): David Andrew Smith
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