Chatting Up the Werewolf

So... I see this again
I sense the look of disapproval
On your face

And all the things you said
They'll haunt my brain
A constant memory
And I can't take the strain

I'm trying
But can't seem to gain any traction
I can barely breathe
And all those things you've said
To me
Are right
Let's just go to sleep
And call it
A night

I'm down and out
And I need a friend
Someone to call my own

But all the words that were said
Are like jagged knives
That you've stabbed in me
And I can't make amends



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Writer(s): Michael Johnson
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