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Ghosty, you there?
It's always whiskey, baby
That brings these dreams on
Those damn eyes, that voice
That uniform, your poetry
A young man and a broken girl
I always curse myself out
Everytime I look up your name
How creepy can I get?
It's a reminder, don't you dare love
Love is a minefield and you were just the first mine
I have shrapnel in my heart with your name on it
I'm over it, I swear to the Gods, I am
I have loved others, but there's something about your first
Lingers in flashes, in echoes of other heartbreaks
If you shake me you'll see I rattle
Not sure if it's the broken bones or the broken heart
Feeling like throwing myself on the next mine, my love
This is just like leaving roses on a grave
It's whiskey tonight, baby
I'll see you in my dreams
That brings these dreams on
Those damn eyes, that voice
That uniform, your poetry
A young man and a broken girl
I always curse myself out
Everytime I look up your name
How creepy can I get?
It's a reminder, don't you dare love
Love is a minefield and you were just the first mine
I have shrapnel in my heart with your name on it
I'm over it, I swear to the Gods, I am
I have loved others, but there's something about your first
Lingers in flashes, in echoes of other heartbreaks
If you shake me you'll see I rattle
Not sure if it's the broken bones or the broken heart
Feeling like throwing myself on the next mine, my love
This is just like leaving roses on a grave
It's whiskey tonight, baby
I'll see you in my dreams
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