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You blew me away, now demand me?

wish the end wasn't destructive like Sandy,

you asked can we, and i did as the Amish do,

i played chess, cards, blackjack; i promise you,

no electricity, not even Felicite,

no girl here to lay with, none kissin me,

just stop wishin we were friends, over and over,

then i'll make an actual effort to try and stay sober,

go and tell your "best" friend, watch me too,

now me and he agree on another thing, we both see you,

as you truly are acting, with no battle scar,

in a car, my bed or even at a bar,

i thought we would go far, slap me,

i can't get a grip, i miss being happy,

surely i'm sad we never got a chance,

for me to beg you to save the last dance.