Scoreboard of Catan

Monday, December 05, 2005

You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up
It's last call, last resort,
But only the first mistake

These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress, love


I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me


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