OBE

Woke up hot and not with you

I'm outta time

I guess we're through

Threw myself away

To get a good look

At you

Don't want the

Card you're writing

It don't seem inviting

Feels like you'll throw

It all away anyway

I wish you would

You are too damned good

My heart can't

Take this pain

You're pulling me out

And up, then

Back to the ground again