Tuesday 15 November 2022

Cigarettes after sex

You know we had cigarettes after sex

Never thought that we could part our ways

And I still wear the body which has all the trace

Proofs and signs that we used to love and hate


Yes you bring back all those golden days

You were my word and I was your fucking phrase

Lost my conscience and my will to pray

Times were cursed and love was a big haste


You know we had secrets after sex

You lied to him and I am but a disgrace

Feel so lost now have let go of my reigns

Still, I wonder if things could still be the same


Singing now as if I had been a trade

A body for lust and a soul for hate

I shouldn't but I would fall for it again

Don't need love now all I need is pain