| I pulled the ex last night, and it felt weird to feel her up again.
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| Knickers down, and bra cast as if the past and not passed.
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| And she brought the drinks all night, but thats okay, now shes got a job.
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| Her generosity — my curse. |
| she even let me keep her purse.
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| But I couldnt get it up — too much to drink, too much to say.
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| She picked her clothes up off the floor and promptly headed for the door.
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| I was just trying to use my favourite muse.
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| I dont think I could ever want her back, Im just making sure shes still capable
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| of being slack.
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| And shes got trouble with her boyfriend now.
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| I always said he was a prick.
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| I told her from the very start, when she almost broke my heart.
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| And my rooms a mess this morning.
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| She left her fag-ends floating in a glass.
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| I didnt try and make her stay. |
| I doubt she would have anyway.
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| I was just trying to use my favourite muse.
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| Its nice to see shes still slack. |
| I could never want her back. |