love me, love me

and i knew that you loved me a little bit less

when you ordered me a Telemore Dew

as if overnight Jameson was too rich for this Galloway girl.

and before i could make my voice stop

i began to sing to you

thinking that our voices would melt into notes on a bar.

love me, love me, love me, say you do

and now as i sit here and examine the lines around your eyes

i wonder if my voice fell flat

or if the song fell on deaf ears?

and i wonder how long ago i lost you

how long i've been sitting here singing

how long you've been sitting across from me waiting to say your goodbyes.

and before long my mouth grew chapped from the overworked air

as you told me that if i was truly a lady

i would leave you to your whiskey.

and i did

as I expected, you never ran after me

like a gentleman would.

and with that, goodbye.

for my love is like the wind, and wild is the wind