First draft - Poor Girl

I used to use your name as a way to curse, 

so i could ease the pain so it wouldn't hurt

I never realised what you meant to me

until I did silly things, and we let it be

Talking out my problems to everyone with ears

wiping off my makeup with instant regret and beers

knocking back vodka tequila and rum

until i couldn't see and my body was all numb

Wake up and fix me please,
pull this poor girl up off her knees
wake up and fix me please,
for i dont know where my home is

I'd get weak one day and text you on your phone

hoping you'd feel the same and that i was not alone.

it was selfish and i should not of done it

i wanted to hear i miss you even just a little bit

Talking out my problems to everyone with ears

wiping off my makeup with instant regret and beers

knocking back vodka tequila and rum

until i couldn't see and my body was all numb

Wake up and fix me please,
pull this poor girl up off her knees
wake up and fix me please,
for i dont know where my home is

You were the lyrics to my favourite song

the melody I'd hum to all night long

from morning thorough to night

when the rhythm was far from sight 

I'd look up to the sky

and wonder why

Talking out my problems to everyone with ears

wiping all my makeup with instant regret and beers

knocking back vodka tequila and rum

until i couldn't see and my body was all numb

Wake up and fix me please,
pull this poor girl up off her knees
wake up and fix me please,
for i dont know where my home is

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