Bedsheets

Cigarette inside your hand Wish you would hold me like that Breathe me in and and pull my close I can only wait so long Do you think of me in your bedsheets Do they feel the same without me ‘Cause the flame is out and now I choke As the love we had it turns to smoke I got two more days Till I leave this place And you stay the same I got two more days Oh oh Oh oh Is it true you love me yes or no ‘Cause back in June you told me so And now i’m in your house alone The embers burns my body slow Do you think of me in these bed sheets Do you hear me babe I’m screaming ‘Cause I thought I loved you now I know That good shouldn’t turn to smoke I got two more days Till I leave this place You’ll stay the same I got two more days Leaving here I’ve gotta go I’m leaving you I have to grow Leaving ‘cause I gotta go I’m leave you I have to grow Leaving here I’ve gotta go I’m leaving you I have to grow Leaving ‘cause I gotta go I’m leave ‘cause I have to grow Cigarette inside your hand Wish you would hold me like that