To be read frantically

It’s clear, I see it now, the mess I’ve made
I hope you know I was a little drunk
Don’t go, don’t run, oh please don’t be afraid
I’ll clean it up, I’ll clear away the junk
Don’t cry my dear at all the broken glass
At all the shards of china on the floor
They were just gifts; I’ll put them in the trash
Just wait, just stand there just outside the door
The blood? What blood? It’s just a little scratch
Don’t call the cops; don’t call an ambulance
I know we’ll make it through this latest patch
It’s rough but we’ve both done it more than once
Okay, okay, I’ll help you get your trunk
But don’t you know I was a little drunk

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