The Old Girls

The old girls still come
around
I cant make them go
And I cant keep them away
Like the one I never
wanted
she knows it
She likes it, being used only
when Im drunk enough not
to care
She calls on the days when
she thinks Ill be drinking
She calls at the time when
she thinks Ill be drunk
I always tell her to leave after
before she wants to
Because I don't like her
And another one who I used
to love
She comes by
She knows me well enough
She knows my intentions
Sometimes Ill catch her crying
a little
I tell her everytime to
shut up
because she knows what it is
She asks for it again
The old girls still come
around
I cant make them go
I cant keep them away
The new girls just dont hurt
enough.