מחברת שחורה

We drove out here together in a beat-to-shit Mustang that didn't go in reverse anymore. I was gonna be a guitar hero. She was gonna design my stage clothes. I ended up producing. She ended up alone. All the time. She wanted the house. I wanted the freedom. Sure as fuck got it. Now I drink what I want, snort what I want, fuck what I want.

All I want is her.