Do I want you?
Yes I do.
Do I love you?
Join the queue.
I think about it everyday
It isn’t in my DNA.
I never think about your needs;
However circumstance impedes
My thoughts about your self esteem
And with your protests swells my dream
But alcohol meets all my wants
And what I need will always haunt
My waking hours where I’m alone
My heart is cold, as cold as stone.

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