I see the pattern of my ways.
i'm very self aware
at this stage, this late
in the game.
sorry for the language but
I've fucked
up time and time again,
making bad choices
when it comes to
women.
but I get it now. the road is
full
of mistakes, looking back
at the wrong turns
with the wrong person.
a trail of lies and broken
promises.
diamonds on hands that didn't
deserve them,
detours, wrecks,
cars over turned and burning.
I let them have the wheel.
trusted them
to drive me
all the way to love town.
I went to sleep, happy to have
them at the wheel,
the radio on,
their hand on my knee,
taking me along to where
I've always wanted
to be.
take me to love town,
mon Cherie.
take me all the ways to love
town.
and then we'll marry.
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