Augie
He's cold-cut, clean and handsome. He knows the way to go
He knows just how to say and what to say to get his way
And all the deals that went bad, waiting for you
And all the things that are sad, are always just for you
*Whispers*
*Tornado siren*
Ah shit
When the drugs go, the pain goes with it
The alcohol comes out my mouth with throw-up fucking in it
But you were there to hold my hair and pick my body up
It resembles all the times you picked me up and filled my fucking cup
He knows just how to say and what to say to get his way
And all the deals that went bad, waiting for you
And all the things that are sad, are always just for you
*Whispers*
*Tornado siren*
Ah shit
When the drugs go, the pain goes with it
The alcohol comes out my mouth with throw-up fucking in it
But you were there to hold my hair and pick my body up
It resembles all the times you picked me up and filled my fucking cup
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Writer(s): Charles Fair
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