My bag and an empty beer can.

I wake up in the damn cold street,
the patter of stamping feet.
I grab my bag and a empty beer can,
I was so scared, for miles i ran.

It was only when i saw your light on,
and i thought of the time you sang me that song.
I was so high and i didn't think,
i imagined your face sink.

You opened the door to the mess that stood,
i pleaded for help and you said you could.
I stepped in your door and fell to the straight to the floor.

I took advantage that night,
and in the morning out of sight.
I'm so ashamed that my life's in this place,
it's just too much to even look at my face.

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