you take a smoke,
you take a drag
your lips are coiled around that damned cigarette
and it's driving me mad
the smell of ash,
it reeks on your flesh
if i didn't know any better i'd say
you'd just walked away from an unexplainable crash
there's black soot on your face
and although my head is pounding
and my heart is stirring
my eyes can't register you as anything more than a cowardly disgrace
so what if your eyes are blue
i don't care if your hair is blonde
your pink lips mean nothing to me
through the smoke all i see is someone i used to know
when the number of people i loved wasn't so few
