i breathe the smoke deep in my lungs
because it reminds me of your kiss that night
i remember the taste of nicotine on your lips
the pouring rain and your hands on my hips
those dark eyes and the smile you were trying to hide
i could see your hurt soul and beautiful mind
we sat there smoking at 2am
and staring at the vodka bottle in my hand
i didn't even know your name
or if we even felt the same
but my lungs are stained by your cigarette smoke
and i kinda miss how my skin would feel under your stroke
I sacrificed my sanity,
trading heartache for company
drowning in tears and alcohol
young drunk high real and bold
we are literally strangers with many memories
only thing left of us are the still bleeding injuries
