Edward 40hands

What do you want me to say It's never going away 'Cause I'm stuck on you like the smell of cigarettes on your flower dress I want you under my fingernails I want you in my sleep and in my dreams I wake up spooning my pillow Sweaty hand but please don't tell your friends Now I'm addicted to cigarettes at first I didn't let myself inhale But smoke got through and so did you and now every burn hole smells like home And I know it's killing me but that still won't stop me 'Cause now we smell the same but you still kill me faster I don't mind that you lie sometimes Because I lie too guess I'm just like you I don't mind that you lie sometimes Because I lie too guess I'm just like you I don't mind that you lie sometimes Because I lie too guess I'm just like you I don't mind that you lie sometimes Because I lie too guess I'm just like you I DON'T MIND THAT YOU LIE SOMETIMES BECAUSE I LIE TOO GUESS I'M JUST LIKE YOU