staring at a cigarette, burns until there's nothing left, see your eyes are flaming red, pictures from when i was dead, here i am a stupid man, cast away the things i love, tears are falling to the floor, to join a hundred thousand more, how was i supposed to know, that when i'd turn around you'd go, how was i supposed to know, how was i to know that i'd be wrong, in your hand a cigarette, burns until there's nothing left, saw your eyes they're flaming red, begin to roll you roll your head, here i am a stupid man lost the only thing i love, here the tears are falling down, hear the water running on the ground, how was i supposed to know, that when i'd turn around you'd go, how was i supposed to know, how was i to know that i'd be wrong, how was i to know that i'd be wrong.
