my criminal record remembers the day we met something i'll never forget i put that fucker in an ambulance cause he tried reachin' down your pants and you called it romantic the cops called us a perfect match then said it's too bad it wouldn't last i found out 4 and a half years later
nothing lasts forever
you fucking left me, with bills to pay-you bitch
you're why i drink.
who could forget your poison body  how i showed you how to get high how i dragged you right down with me or the night we got so drunk that i stole your virginity so you'd never forget me you know i never wrapped it you said it felt romantic until the night you snorted up enough to miscarry my son we never even named him
CHORUS
how could i forget the first time i said i loved you was the same night you said I Do while standin on the side of a highway
infront of a felony preacher,. who was running from the law he didn't have time to say good bye all the said was kiss the bride it turned out to be a lie you pawned the fucking ring i gave you so much for love
CHORUS
so last month i met a new girl true love outside a venue we flicked out butts into the street and went into the back ally and fucked. it was great. you know i didn't wrap it she said if felt romantic fuck that, i never called back why start something new when you know
nothing lasts forever
she fucking left me, with syphilis-that cunt
she's why i drink.

I Hate This Song

Sold my car to make the rent and then i lost my job, and the concrete box i call my home just isn't up to code. the landlord wants to kick me out cause i can't pay what i owe.. this poor boy shit has got to go, fuck this shit has got to go.
He came knocking on thanks giving, the snow was already falling. he threatened to change the locks, so i threatened to call the cops, and i've sure as hell been homeless but he's never been to jail, so i got an extra month or two, i got an extra month.
I"ll drink 8 cups of coffee just to keep my stomach full, it helps me forget i'm hungry when i can't afford more food. I'm always forced to choose between my dinner and my booze. i'm never sober long enough to get a paying job, so the heat cut out in mid-december but my whisky kept me warm. the mice under the cupboard froze to death on christmas, but i managed to hold on, sluggin forties wrapped in blankets.
and the worst part is my shitty life's no different from the rest, of all the other bottom class dejected and depressed, but it's kinda hard to feel bad about all those other schmucks, when i'm all that i care about, and they're all someone else.



One Minute Wonder

A reporter I know was writing an article about alcoholism and addiction. She asked me for a quote. This was my response. 

Whisky Dick

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