Booze for my Blue-Eyed Lover.
Booze as your cologne, when will this be over?
The times I see you, your eyes are glossy and your face is
blushed,
Is the embarassment, the addiction worth that rush?
Who takes you higher, me or her?
The bottle is the only girl I fear.
I cringe and hope for you my boy,
Lets not treat "you and me" as a game, it's no toy. 
One last wish to my Blue-Eyed Lover,
to create and make every moment ours,
"you and me" and not the bars.