How she got in
I still don't know
Must've climbed through
My bathroom window
She rolls over
Her feet are so cold
She keeps her cigarettes
Under my pillow
She steals my whisky
Wears all my clean clothes
Wishes I looked more like
Marlon Brando
She takes her life fast
I take these things slow
She keeps her cigarettes
Under my pillow
She says "I'm leavin'
For San Fransisco.
Won't ya join me
out on the West Coast?
I'll be stoppin'
Halfway in Tahoe.
Just grab those cigarettes
From under your pillow."
She said "I'd really love to see you
If you're not busy
Reminisce about the good times
We spent outside The City
I guess to tell the truth of it
I've got no place to go
I miss keeping' my cigarettes
Under your pillow."
If we're both being honest-
I'd really love to see you too
And if we're both being honest-
Not a day that I don't think of you
I guess I better come clean
Because I smoked all of your cigarettes
They seemed to help to pass the time
I had to myself, when you left.
credits
from Cigs EP,
released September 22, 2015
Christian M. Kalweit
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024