Across the days you knew my kisses so well you described them to me
and I'll forget everything you'll turn into tomorrow
Cigarette, stale breath, warm nights, cold feet
A moment's worth is never worth enough to me
Get this- you were the last thing I thought I'd miss
Dancing, laughing, loathing, jealousy
who is she?
who is she?
who is she?
Not me, never been
Our time is up
Will you miss me?
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