At first i recoil at the thought of you smoking,
But then i think it'd make you fun again.
I first heard my name.
I was alone in the kitchen.
I know what is on your mind again.
I took the night off.
Became the dumbest thing ever.
I know that i let you down again.
My least favorite thought is the sound of her screaming,
"I know what will make you whole again"
"I know what will make you whole again"
"I know what will make you whole again"