The Jacket
"I just don't get why you've still got
That jacket, it's all worn out
...
Stubbed Out
Stubbed Out
You're saying you might leave again,
and I can't breathe.
Though it won't be today
it will be a tomorrow
That comes round too soon
And I can't breathe.
I'm choking on your exhaled air,
as it leaves your lungs
and reaches mine
You're gonna leave me in time
And I can't breathe
You are everything
I don't want you to mean to me.
I am stubborn and stubbed out,
like a cigarette refusing to die
After parting with your mouth.
Still I taste you
And I can't breathe
It's a feeling I won't forget,
don't extinguish me just yet
I may have parted with your hands
I may have reached the ground
But I'll always be the ashes,
that still want you around.
And I'll always be reminded
of the temporary perfection we found.
I think only of this future pain,
And I can't breathe