My Drunken Sweetheart

Passed out in the shadow of Jesus Christ
but you cry with aching sorrow at the thought
that you are truly alone
This anger isn’t mine
It was always your own doing

My drunken sweetheart
won’t you sleep tonight?
I’ll wait till morn
as the starlight fades into this blight

Found his Valentine’s letters gathering dust
because you never had the heart to burn
them to ashes
This love isn’t yours
It was always the will of others

My drunken sweetheart
won’t you sleep tonight?
I’ll wait till morn
as the starlight fades into this blight

In the darkest of all hours
I can’t see your green eyes
shine into the black
You let yourself fall apart
never knowing I was the one
who was truly in pain

The End

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