Waking up soapy-smelling
and sore next to you
I was victim of an accident, a
wreck waiting to happen
I was doing shots of you
But i didn't quit
when i needed to
Then you were too much
in my blood--
Neither of us belonged behind
that wheel...
Our love had been combustion,
but the engine stalled
In the alley behind
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of course I'm a sucker for a Greek mythology ref. too...
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