Ximena

Please don't identify, one lonely drunken fool, lolling between me and sky, nor ask me to suffer, his lies like broken sewers, do I look a duffer, an angel on my wedding night, where no one is uncouth, now switches off the light, why must I consider, all his bad dreams too, act like he's a winner, let sweetness shine bright, like a few friends do, buttered dreams candlelight, keep up with my promises, an advent of this Cruise, I’ll just step on it, wear red spiky shoes.