It's so messed up
I just want to be her
I want to be the girl in your arms
The one in your heart
I'm only in your distant memories
Your subconscious
The photographs in your trash can
I'm the ashes
Useless
She's your new source of nicotine
You crave her
I'm only missed for the high I gave you
The high she can't supply
I'm the ashes of your brand
It's all burnt up
But you'll sing about it
& you'll get angry about it
Just dump me with the photographs