I found your lighter in my nightstand
That’s why I’m thinking of you I guess
What part of over don’t I understand
‘Cause damn I miss the taste of your cigarette
Your memory pulls me right back in
It’s like I forget
I can’t love you anymore
Can’t keep chasing you round, round the back of my mind
I can’t need you anymore
Can’t keep sharing this bed with your ghost every night
I hate that your kiss
