7th fuck up

You know how hot you are crazy hot

I didnt recognise the hair

Who else could that beautiful woman be, humming to herself?

Why do i never know until i think about it, usually 10 or 15 minutes later?

The servo, twice now, and the other i actually spoke to you at

And on kangan drive outside the school g, i spoke to you then as well

That time on chirnside, im looking it was half an hour after i got home, i go who else could it have been, but?

But if i compare you any of those times, g, theyre all like different women!

And that time you stopped your car on bemersyde, i thought why am i so enchanted by that old woman?

I get home i go who else could it have been?

And that looping street you lived on, you pulled up one day – why do you never talk, g? I cant talk unless you tell me to

Thats 6 times ive fucked up

So many near misses

And oh yeah, the beach! How could i forget that? 7th

Maybe if you say something quintessentially american, and bring out cuffs?

Darnit raelene, dont fuck up again this time, and cuff me to yourself

Then id know it was you for sure

I wouldnt be set up, or cheating on you

I dont count the day i ran away from you either, i genuinely thought you were a guy, and it was a set up

Im a fuck up

7 times i could have been with you

Fuck! Ive fucked up, 7 times

For the 7th time, fuck