Dear Manager:
This week:
1) I'm drunk in the back of the car
2) And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar
3) Said, "I'm fine," but it wasn't true
4) I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you
5) And I snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer, just to seal my fate
This week:
1) I'm drunk in the back of the car
2) And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar
3) Said, "I'm fine," but it wasn't true
4) I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you
5) And I snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer, just to seal my fate
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Tim Carmody
Dear Manager:
This week, I was:
1) Thinking of a master plan,
But ain’t nothing but sweat inside my hand;
2) So I dug into my pocket, all my money spent;
3) I dug deeper, but still coming up with lint;
4) I started my mission, left my residence;
5) I thought “how could I get some dead Presidents”
This week, I was:
1) Thinking of a master plan,
But ain’t nothing but sweat inside my hand;
2) So I dug into my pocket, all my money spent;
3) I dug deeper, but still coming up with lint;
4) I started my mission, left my residence;
5) I thought “how could I get some dead Presidents”
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