We could have been
friends.
While you lived in town
We still had the
potential,
But now you've moving on
And I know we will never
Meet up again.
Walking past the pub
Where we used to hold
court
I remember the last time
We boozed together,
How I’d tried it on with
your friend's
Girlfriend
Before passing out.
Our last goodbye exchanged
As you placed me in a
taxi.
I blamed the stepped on
coke,
It could have been the
whiskey,
It was probably both.
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