I come home smelling like gasoline and cheap vodka
I have their shirt too, but god forbid I'll be killed if it's not returned by tomorrow
Better not fall in love
I come home smelling like smelling like cigarettes
I hate the smell but you are worth it
Better not fall in love
I come home smelling like mascara tears and heart break
I fell in love, yet to be broken by you
I come home smelling like someone new
Better not fall in love
I come home smelling like roses and nice champagne
Better not falling in love
I come home smelling like starstruck teen love
Better not fall in love
Because of you I'm afraid
Because of you I come home happy but still think that I better not fucking fall in love
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THE ART OF FAILING
Poetrymy heart is breaking //WARNING// may contain graphic language