“Girl you're getting over him and I'm getting over her, the eyes have it made, ain't gotta say a word. Misery loves company, that's why it's you and me, buying each other drinks, back at the bar, as thick as thieves. Stealing these little sips, doing our best to make the best of the worst of it”
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