Pop Love

In the corner as they talk
Blurry vision and the ceiling light 
This will have to do for tonight 
Depressed and in need of someone to love 
That’s what he said 
But he can’t stop talking 
About all the girls that give him head
We don’t draw the line 
Or perhaps we do
But we blur it into obscurity 
I’ve decided that I’m too weak to care
Love me in the smears

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