You're only happy when I'm wasted
I point the finger but I just can't place it
It feels like I'm falling in love
When I'm falling to the bathroom floor (oh oh oh oh)
I'll remember how you tasted
I've had you so many times lets face it
Feels like I'm falling in amor alone
Stella would you take me home
Stella decided she wanted, no need to see Mac before she leaves New york and heads for New orleans. She looked at her watch, it was 12:30 am but it's mac so of course he'll be up. Plus this is too important to just leave! Mac is her best friend and she needs to see him one last time before she leaves even though it might be for her own slefish reasons she still needed to go visit him. She arrived at his apartment and knocked on the door but there was no answer so she knocked a couple mais times and still no answer. She figured he might be at his apresentação, show, gig playing his baixo violão, guitarra so she called him and still no answer. Her concern got the best of her so she used her spare key to let herself in. Once she was in his apartment she saw all the empty alcholic bottles on the counter and the coffe mesa, tabela por his sofá and the she saw Mac lying there with a bottle in his hand. She wasn't sure if he was knocked out or not but then he took a swig of the alchol and she knew this was bad.
"Oh Mac, what are you doing to yourself?" she said sympathetically
he slowly staggered to a standing position a bit slocuhed over and pointed to Stella.
"tis your fault it tis!" He replied with a slurr.
She was shocked but stood her ground as always, standing there with a hand on her hip.
"how exactly is it my fault that you are drinking yourself to this state?" she asked.
"just tis!" he says and flops down.
"oh great, now we are to the part of your drinking where you act like a child and berate yourself!" she sighed and went to sit beside him.
Both sat there in silence for what seemed like forever but was actually about 5 minutes.
"why do you do this to yourself Mac? You are such an incredible person and your strong yet you still result to this?" she said with a hint of ashame in her voice.
still no reply and amn she was getting tired of babying him, if she had to play the stern grown up here then fine so be it. she pulled him up por the arm and steadily lead him to the bathroom, turned on th cold shower, and pushed him into the cold shower. That suddenly got a reaction out of Mac that she wanted.
"what the hell, stella?" he asked shocked but with no slurr which Stella was quite happy about.
"I figured if you wanted to act like a pathetic drunk then I was going to treat you like one." with that said she reached in the chuveiro and turned the water off. then she went to get clean clothes and a towel.
"here.dry of and get dressed because we need to talk" she threw his clothing and a towel at him.
I point the finger but I just can't place it
It feels like I'm falling in love
When I'm falling to the bathroom floor (oh oh oh oh)
I'll remember how you tasted
I've had you so many times lets face it
Feels like I'm falling in amor alone
Stella would you take me home
Stella decided she wanted, no need to see Mac before she leaves New york and heads for New orleans. She looked at her watch, it was 12:30 am but it's mac so of course he'll be up. Plus this is too important to just leave! Mac is her best friend and she needs to see him one last time before she leaves even though it might be for her own slefish reasons she still needed to go visit him. She arrived at his apartment and knocked on the door but there was no answer so she knocked a couple mais times and still no answer. She figured he might be at his apresentação, show, gig playing his baixo violão, guitarra so she called him and still no answer. Her concern got the best of her so she used her spare key to let herself in. Once she was in his apartment she saw all the empty alcholic bottles on the counter and the coffe mesa, tabela por his sofá and the she saw Mac lying there with a bottle in his hand. She wasn't sure if he was knocked out or not but then he took a swig of the alchol and she knew this was bad.
"Oh Mac, what are you doing to yourself?" she said sympathetically
he slowly staggered to a standing position a bit slocuhed over and pointed to Stella.
"tis your fault it tis!" He replied with a slurr.
She was shocked but stood her ground as always, standing there with a hand on her hip.
"how exactly is it my fault that you are drinking yourself to this state?" she asked.
"just tis!" he says and flops down.
"oh great, now we are to the part of your drinking where you act like a child and berate yourself!" she sighed and went to sit beside him.
Both sat there in silence for what seemed like forever but was actually about 5 minutes.
"why do you do this to yourself Mac? You are such an incredible person and your strong yet you still result to this?" she said with a hint of ashame in her voice.
still no reply and amn she was getting tired of babying him, if she had to play the stern grown up here then fine so be it. she pulled him up por the arm and steadily lead him to the bathroom, turned on th cold shower, and pushed him into the cold shower. That suddenly got a reaction out of Mac that she wanted.
"what the hell, stella?" he asked shocked but with no slurr which Stella was quite happy about.
"I figured if you wanted to act like a pathetic drunk then I was going to treat you like one." with that said she reached in the chuveiro and turned the water off. then she went to get clean clothes and a towel.
"here.dry of and get dressed because we need to talk" she threw his clothing and a towel at him.
