Vārdi: Digger. Monte Carlo. Lucky.

When I saw you standing there, it was crystal clear to me that it just wouldn't be fair for you to be stuck with a guy like me. When I saw you yesterday, in my shirt that doesn't fit, it was crystal clear to me that you were meant to wear it. Every time I think of all the things we did (hanging out all day, trying to get drunk). I just want to know how I became the lucky one. When I was just growing up, luck would never cross my path. I'd break a mirror under a ladder in the path of a black cat. I never learned how to be smooth. The only "F" I got in school. I can't believe you talked to me after you watched me play the fool. When will it be forever? What was I really thinking? I wasted time wondering why when we could've wasted that time drinking. It will take more than a letter to patch things up this time. I only hope I'm lucky enough to win you back as mine