I once figured you were the feeling in my chest from the music's kick drum,
Now I just realized that you were the
most ******* twisted lyrics.
That had the ability to invoke the most chaotic emotions and  rip apart my **** heart.
I looked into your eyes as I lit the cigarette between my lips and swayed my hips to the drums beat.
You pulled it out from my mouth, kissed my cheek and said.
"It'll **** you, I can't have you gone. It would **** my heart"
Every **** day of the week,
You told me smoking would end me,
You snatched the cigarette and extinguished it,
And  as you did I noticed the bad taste in my mouth.
I gave it up for you.
I gave it all up for you.

but now,

Your eyes dart to me,
I reach in my pocket,
And grab a cigarette,
I turn away,
And light it up.
I smile as I walk away
One can't die if they're heartless.
You were wrong, it was not your heart slain, yet mine.
I notice a bad taste in my mouth,
though it's not invoked by the filter between my lips.
It's invoked by the dreaded memories of your red lip stick smudged along my collar and lips.
I glance back and catch a glance at your eyes.
but I won't extinguish my cigarette
though  I will  extinguish my unrequited love,
just like you extinguished my cigarette.