The smoke it lingers,
As the cigarette catches,
Run out of the house,
Leave the doors on their latches.
This love is on fire,
Your burning desire,
You're not willing to show,
So you slowly let go.
She wasn't your first,
She won't be your last,
The flames burnt out,
You loved her too fast.
I'm writing the words that you'll never see,
I wish you'd understand just how it could be,
A story with no misery,
A future where it's you and me.
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