Love for me is like cigarettes
I need you, I really do
Sadly, I call off all bets
When I'm done and through
Inhale you warm and deep
Feed my addiction
Tell you, You're mine to keep
That you and I aren't fiction
Halfway through is where I doubt
How much is left of you
Soon follows screams and shouts
Our love turns blue
I see the filter approaching
And know out time is short
the arguments are worsening
with every cynical retort
The end has bitterly come
The taste I longed for
Is now dull and dumb
I'm a ******* you're a *****
Extinguish you
Like I have many others
Under my conflicted shoe
Due to issues with our mothers
Watch the ember die and wither
Unfortunately it'll be 20 minutes
Before I tell another to come hither
Oblivious to my own limits
Prepackaged and mass produced
Complimenting my every inebriation
For now at least, I deduce
Truly you are deaths creation
Set you ablaze knowing
That our intoxicating romance
Has not a single chance
Of ever positively growing
Love for me is like cigarettes
I need you, I really do
Sadly, I'll call off all bets
When I'm content and through
Sep 11, 2012
Sep 11, 2012 at 2:55 AM UTC
Love for me is like cigarettes
I need you, I really do
Sadly, I call off all bets
When I'm done and through
Inhale you warm and deep
Feed my addiction
Tell you, You're mine to keep
That you and I aren't fiction
Halfway through is where I doubt
How much is left of you
Soon follows screams and shouts
Our love turns blue
I see the filter approaching
And know out time is short
the arguments are worsening
with every cynical retort
The end has bitterly come
The taste I longed for
Is now dull and dumb
I'm a ******* you're a *****
Extinguish you
Like I have many others
Under my conflicted shoe
Due to issues with our mothers
Watch the ember die and wither
Unfortunately it'll be 20 minutes
Before I tell another to come hither
Oblivious to my own limits
Prepackaged and mass produced
Complimenting my every inebriation
For now at least, I deduce
Truly you are deaths creation
Set you ablaze knowing
That our intoxicating romance
Has not a single chance
Of ever positively growing
Love for me is like cigarettes
I need you, I really do
Sadly, I'll call off all bets
When I'm content and through
