Week 22: Untitled

This song doesn't have a name yet, but I feel like it will get one eventually. I'll go ahead and type out the lyrics for this one because I made up a lot of the words as I was going, and it is noticeable. I'll rerecord it someday. Until then, here it is:

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Lyrics:

Well, your heart is half empty but your glass is half full.
The liquor seems to help, why not have another pull.
But your heart it still aches and your glass now is drained.
You drove off all your friends why the hell'd I remain?
For You

Well I don't understand all my little quirks, the things I do, the dirty looks.
And I don't understand you when we're alone, pickup your life and put down your phone.
For Me.


Thanks For Listening,
Robby