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29. Pour me

i won't go home tonight
just a little too drunk to drive
asked for another
fill up the glass
pour me another
and I might collapse

but what does it matter
if I don't have anywhere to go
a homes not a home
if there's nothing to show

"one more drink" I'll say
but i tell you that every day
one more pill
can't hurt to kill
but if I mix it with a drink
I think it will

you can call it what you want
it's addiction if I like it or not
it's got to a bad spot
do you miss me now that I'm gone

wash down the pills
with my fifth drink of the night
should buy the whole bottle
I just think I might

so pour me another
to forget that you love her
hope the downpour was worth it
can't say I survived it
drowned and I liked it
one more drink and I'll buy it

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