Darker

Nights are long and the days seem darker

Darker than the nights nights I’ve spent,

Spent my money on a Preston whore

Who turned out to be way bent.

Bent my finger on the refrigerator door

Trying to find the last cold can

Can I tell you how a thirsty boy

Was turned into a man?

Man comes up to me and says hello

Says he’s sorry that look like another

Another man’s wife took me to bed

And cried about her brother.

Brother called in to find out how

How some things came and went

Nights are long and the days seem darker

Darker than the nights I’ve spent.

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