cans

Come home lay your head on me You won't see the day I leave Keep the cans from drink you'd spill Don't know why I love you still And I know I shouldn't care Why do I see you everywhere Picked up from the night before Work sucks and life's a chore Can't call Can't text I really miss your sex Don't call Don't text I hate how you left You left me all alone Hung my heart on the phone