Quit talking to myself about 50 miles back.
Wasn’t much in the mood to hear what I had to say.
But a little while up the road, I did stop by that
Soft-serve ice cream shack.
You know, the one I love so much? Yeah, well
I bought a swirl cone to say sorry for not listening.
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