Hepburn
With a whiskey in her hand
She takes two sips; leaves it on the nightstand
She wants more than Jackson brings
And as she cries her heart sings
A mournful song no one hears
Then she tries to dry her tears
All she wants is someone to love her
But she walks everyday alone
To find nothing at her home
Don't you know I love thee more?
Don't waste your time anymore
She smokes a while to ease the pain
As drugs and pills ruin her brain
Jackson eats away her soul
All his words have swallowed her whole
All she wants is someone to love her
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