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A Sad Story

I dont care about the money,
I stole it anyway
but she left me the on the corner
cold and drunk at 3a.m.

I gave her 40 dollars

She said she was going to get us a
room with a TV
and some weed
she just had to talk to some guy first
and everything would be all set

she was gonna do me up real good
she was gonna treat me real nice

I mean, I aint stupid
I usually dont trust anybody but
her face was kind and she
smiled and held my hand

I gave her 40 dollars
and she left me there on that corner
drunk and stupid at 3a.m.

I dont give a fuck about the money
it just made me feel
even more lonely
Written by Adoptedbysin
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