Give me coffee, give me food;

Beside me your looking so good;

Nothing can you compare;

Work in ten; nothing to wear;

I put my make-up on; but you say I’m beautiful naturally;

Hug me and say reality; when its one weekend, actually;

Its too soon for love, but maybe its true?

A weekend spent; was spent with you;

A few more, and you could of scored;

But its easy to leave; cause you where bored;

With someone prettier; someone thin;

I guess love is, from the heart, feelings within;

We woke up in Vegas, unknown;

Then one day and I was all alone;

That day you could of married someone you just met;

When I was picking petals, thinking I found someone I get;

Forget the last two nights; they were a fluke;

Forget this dress; it wasn’t an ideal look.