A glass of red and a whiskey coke
Ain’t buzzin’ yet but getting close
With the second round
On the table
A dead cell phone and a set of keys
Like he’d been practicing that lean
With one elbow
On the table
I didn’t go home with him that night
I lie
the table
looked at me
my hand
have a thing
understand
What the table
need a movin’ truck
Everything all up
By a take out box
On the table
playing house don’t make home
He starts drinking I just fold
of laundry
On the table
didn’t goodbye
I lie
the table
looked at me
my hand
have a thing
understand
What the table
Someone’s break
I just took off his plate
And He’ll find out when home
I just left in a note…
