You said close your eyes and remember this
liquor on your chapped lips tastes like recklessness
Can we stay like this
Forever seventeen in the back seat of your car. no clothes required
I'm what you want you're what i need; goosebumps, dark skin, and hickeys.
We don't do this for the release we do it for the moment after
If you'll hold me as we fall from the sky
so high, though we never even left the ground
Maybe then you'll realize it was never a game for me
I wanted to be the girl with the guy on the football team
You must've moved on by now
word travels fast in small towns
and want you to know I can still remember it
Jack daniels on my chapped lips tastes like broken promises
If you ask me that night is the only one I was forever seventeen
You don't want me anymore, now all i need is another bottle of you
I don't do it for the burn of it down my throat
I do it for the moment after
When everything is a haze and I finally feel something other than pain
And I fall to the ground
a broken bottle of you
Jack Daniels
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Poetry That Breathes
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