went out last night,
and i thought of you,
when i was ruining my liver.
it is those things you do,
that keep me coming back.
woke up in the morning,
my eyes scrunched to the light.
is it the thought of you?
or the pains in my head,
that won’t let my legs stop quivering,
or that is making my stomach so weak.
I have a problem I can’t kick,
is it you or the liquor ,
that makes me feel sick…?
