It's cigarettes and your bodies wind
Except that night you came around
Wearing perfume and some whores mouth
You think I couldn't tell the difference
That you suddenly had a mistress
She wears Lola and some awful red
Smoking camel crushes in our bed
I couldn't help but think of her time
It makes me want to drown in wine
You're constantly driving me insane
Tossing me out like cheap champagne
Hoping not to be caught and dead
But honey that is how your story ends
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