She was at the top of her game
The cream of the crop, some say
Back in school she was always the envy of all her friends
But they say you should never let a good time spoil
Because you’ll end up missing it desperately
When it finally ends
This whole thing has nothing to do with you
Meanwhile on the other side of the world
A package full of redemption is making its way
Toward wherever it is she thrives
But there’s a guy with a come hither gaze
And what the hell, a pack of Pall Mall slims
So she misses the damn thing completely when it arrives
Don’t you wake up in the future
Now she sits on a front porch that may or may not be hers
Swatting at flies that may or may not be there
And she thinks about a time when everything was easy
And she didn’t even have to try
But that thought died shortly thereafter
Due to unscrupulous mixed drinks
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