Sitting in a tower of cans that fill the room with their Logos that read percentages and names
I sit alone with a small box colored of red black and white filled with cancer and tar
I know it's not right
I know this isn't the way to live
But it's away to relieve stress and forget about past
And now it’s Become Just the hope and possibly
of feeling  what Normal was
and for what it  used to be
I know this will go on forever
I will not let it **** me
But till that day comes this is forever me
The boy with cigarette

Girl when you left
How I wanted to chase after you
But I didn’t wanna make things hard for you
Like the guys before me did
Because I don’t think you truly understood
When I looked into Those  the eyes
Of the girl that change me for good
There was a greenish tint I couldn’t resist
I knew at this time that  this is the one that would change me for the better
But maybe
Just maybe
I tried a little too hard
And maybe that’s what killed it in the end