woke up Sunday morning with a bullet in my head
screaming at the ashes that's still breathing by a thread
dancing from my cherry her embers crumbled red
just one last cigarette and then a bullet to the head
cus baby give me one last cigarette
and ill be right on home to you
no matter how i know that i will follow you
when the darkness will turn a brighter blue
can we just hold each other like my favorite lullaby
the body's aching but the tar is left behind
I've scattered pages in my head i cant collect
but darling even the bad times you know that id never regret
just holding you i felt that filter never showed
holding whats seems so endless in a days glow
can we just hold each other like my favorite lullaby
the body's aching but the tar is left behind
cus baby you know that nothing would change
and ill be right on home to you
no matter how i know that i will follow you
when the darkness will turn a brighter blue
the body's aching and there's nothing left to brew
the filters burning and its time to pay my do's
just give me one last cigarette and you know ill hold you tight
nothings like it seems you know that nothings going right
so let me see me and you the way that i remembered it
the pain is gone and now theres nothing left to hit