Cheek

So you've got your friends around
 And you know he's gotta go
 Have you heard from your sister?
 Have you heard from your dad?
 Give up on your mother, she says:
 "I already have, so long ago."
 Pour me another, it's time to go
 I'm sick of talking of her, it's getting old
 If we're being honest, don't tell me
 That I'm everything you wanted
 Why you gotta go and say that?
 You know I never wanted you to say it
 I've got everything I wanted
 Why you gotta go and say that?
 It doesn't matter, it was years ago
 It's not like we're nineteen years old
 She doesn't get it, she don't live alone
 She's got his traits, but they're not her own
 You're my favorite when
 You're smoking on the pavement
 And you've got your collar up
 You're talking too much
 And God damn, it's cold