Bottle Of Wine

The empty streets
My broken heart
In the middle of the night
A big bottle of cheap wine
What the fuck have I done
Why are you still here
Inside my head
Under my skin
The night is still young
But I’m tired of waiting
And you’re tired of me
So let’s all go home now
Anothor bottle of wine

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