| Lies left him lost
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| Cost him to be lethargic
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| Who knew he’d need a heartbreak
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| Just to get his life started
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| 'Cause love to me is sacred
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| I don’t hate you I just hate that you made it
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| But hatred comes young
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| Kiss the thumb till your faded
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| Smiles through a glass
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| Sworn souls, thought we traded
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| Told me love’s worn off
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| Well I’ve just begun
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| See I’ve had relationships but they were just for fun
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| But this is just bliss, so hush miss and trust this
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| It’s sweet
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| Leave me by the speaker with a treat just once a week
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| 'Cause I want more but the novelty has worn
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| So I’ll keep begging till you realise you’ve sworn
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| 'Till these real eyes are scorned
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| Through the love we swore
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| But much like my jumper
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| You ripped, you slipped and it’s torn
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| This love is learning, burning, churching at first
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| Lasts as long as a cigarette it’s a gift and a curse
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| Now the brevity of cigarette
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| Is a memory of the time you left
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| Flick of the flint
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| Trickle of the fresh breath
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| Click it for a mint
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| Now I’m sitting tastefully
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| Thinking 'bout those lips |
| 'Cause it’s been fucking days for me
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| Since I’ve had a fucking kiss
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| Quit the Js to see another lover sucking bliss
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| Now you’ve got a brother pissed
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| Now you’ve got a brother pissed
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| Start the track so I can get another pack of blue
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| By the time you finish that cigarette
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| Is the time I think back, we’re through
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| That love to me was pure
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| But filled with poison
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| So take another drag and watch that fucking filter moisten
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| Shake the head
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| I’m glad I hear the kettle boiling
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| Sorry baby, time to go
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| One last drag, this love is spoiling
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| Hold me in her fingers like she’s holding her fag
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| Ask her for a toke while she offers a drag
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| I guess opposites attract
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| Breaks the silence with a slag and a giggle
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| Wriggles in the sheets, fiddle with her feet
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| It’s the middle of the week and I already feel complete
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| There’s more puzzles to this piece
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| But I’m not that clever
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| As the night begins to creep
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| So does regret
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| Now I find her by the window blowing smoke from a cigarette
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| See things don’t last forever
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| Unless it’s friendly |
| See I was Peter Pan and she was just my Wendy
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| Never again in Neverland I’d leave that window closed
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| Wipes the tears with one hand
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| And the other to his nose
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| See some days I wish that love was just so sweet
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| But love costs a penny and leaves you in your sleep
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| Share your screams through a pillow
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| Check the wind around the willow
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| 'Cause when you fall from heathens
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| Yes you fall so deep
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| Addictions you tried to quit
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| Feel consumed by the world
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| Addictions you tried to kick
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| But I was addicted to this girl
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| Love doesn’t burn forever
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| And I know that sounds rough
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| But what if there’s a difference
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| Between having sex and making love
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| Love doesn’t burn forever
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| And I know that sounds rough
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| But what if there’s a difference
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| Between having sex and making love
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| Man I don’t know
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| Plans I try to control
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| Moulded in her palms
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| Just two young souls
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| Now at times I feel chilly when it’s not even cold
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| I’d love a smoke, a drive and just
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| Idle
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| Go back home and listen to my vinyl
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| But that just reinvokes memories I don’t wanna get |
| Waking up choking
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| Thinking of a remedy but
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| I guess the only remedy was that time we met
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| Love through a cigarette |