Empty lighters and broken matches
We made promises to ourselves when we were young
Told ourselves what we'd never become
But we need to **** the pain
Destroy our brains
In smoke filled rooms
Surrounded by the sound of flesh against flesh
Falling in love with strangers
Telling ourselves it's time to quit
Only to light one up the next day
We love our boys
We love our drugs
Destroying our bodies
I guess that's what us youth do
To remember; to forget
All at once
Or all together