Testo Smoke

I watch the smoke untangle
Itself from your cigarette
I keep my mouth wide open
I’m trying to catch your breath

This is a pre-disaster
You’re poring over photographs
I think I know what comes after But I’m too afraid to ask

We’ll quit smoking
After this cigarette
We’ll quit smoking
But I don’t want to yet

You won’t come over
And I’ll go to an empty bed
But I think we’re addicted
To more than just the cigarette

Of course I received your letter
But I don’t know what it said
I think it reads much better If it remains unread

'cause after I feared your brother
I came to love him, too
And although there may be others
I get no rush like you
We’ll quit smoking
After this cigarette
We’ll quit smoking
But I don’t want to yet

You won’t come over
And I’ll go to an empty bed
But I think we’re addicted
To more than just the cigarette

Oh, such a strange devotion
I don’t wanna call your bluff
I’m drowning in the strangest ocean
But I don’t wanna call it love

Oh, such a perfect comedown
From such a perfect day
You rest your head on my shoulder
Everything fades away