A toast to us,
Another night spent apart.
Liquor and love,
Yeah, you're breaking my heart.
Too many nights
Spent home alone;
Dimmed the lights-
Close to the phone.
Well here's to you
And cheap champagne,
Killer eyes
And perfect aim..
I'm on your mind,
We both know how it goes..
You're sweating this fever,
Hoping no one knows.
But you better pick yourself up
Because moments from now,
You'll have a first class close-up
Of this girl walking out.
Little red dress
And black silk heels-
Words won't express
How you're gonna feel.
Cigarettes
With a lipstick trace-
I'll be the one
That got away.
Jessy Liz
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-silk-heels/
