I try to spend the night with someone new
I’m on a repeat, always with you
All of the flames, yours
Is the guilt required when I’m out of all doors
I can feel your presence in my fingers
Even when you are not near
No, I’m all by myself
I hated my friends for taking you away from the shelf
Of all the lies you told me
My stagnant dilemma was the key
I sit outside my room this time of the night
All alone, staring at the stars, all too white.
I take her inside now,
My fingers touching her around the corners.
Like I have done day after day with an upraise
My life is better with a half gone cigarette anyways.