Burn
The plight begins with youAnd me in dark-lit roomsYour cigarette cuts throughI wear it like perfume
The melody gives wayWe silently behaveThe story never readIs torn up into shreds
I see it in your eyesThe invitation liesBut pages left to turnAre chapters we should burn
The melody gives wayWe silently behaveThe story never readIs torn up into shreds
I see it in your eyesAn invitation liesBut pages left to turnAre chapters we should burn