rumour has it mirrors shatter at the thought of you having your fathers eyes I hope you know that if you're looking for a sign you might find it tying to choke out one last goodbye at the end of the night you'll find it wherever home is I know you hate the smell of smoke but cigarettes are all I know so I'm asking you to put up with it you have every reason to be furious but I'm hoping you'll take deep breathes and see how calm they make my blood stream and I only started smoking to ease the pain it was that or a needle to the vein a bullet to the brain too much going on up there anyways it needed cutting out so cigarettes just made sense I talk about them in the past tense but the one between my fingers seems to disagree open your eyes and see through all the smoke and mirrors lies me a double entendre for how things used to be and how they are currently the writing is on the wall in every ****** love song lies a promise to make the next one stronger and they keep promising that but the time between gets longer and all of a sudden the bands broken up and the symbol of love you used to **** to is broken like the bond of your parents love I love you is an apology forgiveness is given with every similar reply I love you means that I forgive you for being broken and for breaking me because picking you out in a crowded room is something I've become accustomed to there is no one else out there who would visit my tomb and try to apologize for not fixing all of my wounds god I can't stop thinking about the look in your eyes on that night in July with fireworks in the sky the last time I remember you saying goodbye because I shattered at the thought of you having my fathers eyes