The Next Time

by

Faye Hoffman

Here we go again,
you don't answer,you just run.
Go and see your buddies.
Go ahead and have your fun.

Because the next time,
that you walk out that door,
will be the last time.
I can't take it anymore.

No more goodbyes,
or running out when things go bad.
I'm tired of trying.
I've had all that I can stand.

So after the next time,
you'll find the locks have all been changed.
That will be the first clue,
next the divorce will be arranged.

So have a good time.
Tell the boys all hi for me.
Be sure and tell them,
how it's going to be.
The Next Time.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Alcoholic
by: Patty Brindley
from: Maple Plain, MN, US

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