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What the cigarettes do to my lungs, you did to my heart

I always knew you were no good for me
But still I thought I could be the one who'd set you free
Break into your little stupid shell
Carry you out and save you from yourself

But as time went by it only got worse
You used your lies in a way of a curse
I got stuck in your poisoned web
Always saved from falling by only a thread

You always fought me for the best position
Always did what you could to stay on top
But you know what, that's okay
For me it was never about winning anyway

You even made me hate my favorite song
And when I finally realized that we wouldn't get along
I was empty and all dried out
Left all alone with nothing but doubts

But then I sat down
Thinking it all trough
And finally I came to the conclusion
I didn't want anything to do with you

Cause what the cigarettes do to my lungs,
you did to my heart
And the best thing I ever did
Was to quit you and go back to the start




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Publicerad 2012-12-18 18:57



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  Sebastian Noll
Tror det där kan bli en hit. Musikalisk är du.
2012-12-22
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