Drunk Love

We've all seen those crazy nights
Full of drunk texts, meltdowns or fights
Or even those where we fall on our face
Cos of all the neat shots we forgot to chase

The party goes on till the morning sun
And hangover headaches just aren't fun 
Your friends call and only then you find out 
Everything you did before you blacked out 

Then it all comes crashing back into your mind
Blurry memories clearing up and some so unkind 
All you wanted to do was go get drunk and sing
But now looking back, it's just plain embarrassing

Drunk posts and texts you shouldn't have sent 
The ridiculous bills that show what you spent 
And mysterious bite marks you find on your neck
You see in the mirror saying "what the heck?"

You walked around with your drunken stare
Itching to start something, cos you didn't care
When someone said something to one of your own
It all jumped off, but there are no broken bones

A random love song made your head spin
Like a balloon full of emotions got popped by a pin
Your friends now bug you cos of what went on
Cos apparently you've cried to Celine Dion

Strange conversations you just don't remember
That perfect stranger you wanted to dismember
Gallons of booze that had you on the brink
And you ended up bent over a toilet or a sink

At the end of it all, yes, the night was crazy
Even if it all does seem a little bit hazy
Now it's all dusted and the worst is over
And you think "next time, I'll take it slower"

Yeah, right....

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