ABV .18

Taste your lips
Sweating out last nights sorrie
Questions circulating
I remember your drunk whispers
Clearly, cutting through my own alcohol haze
So is this interest or toying
Last time, another soul
Trust, Mistrust, All lost
Not enough to leave a scar
But the mark is still on my arm
So i haven't forgotten yet
Your too pretty
And your not a surgeon
It will be fun
Lets play a game