N'toujour
Ever
Laid a hand
On another
When there's a girlfriend
But
An off-white wedding
New Sun and sand
One over the other
Who would take that chance
But in the gut
This is no man

If all we had was phones
Then how are we
Supposed to know
Where to begin
And if it is
It'd never end

A hundred years to the day
You left it to stay
Ask again how she
Would really want to do
You won't she will
You'll level this hill
So many moments
With so few contents