I can still remember just the way you tasted
Pack of cigarettes in a basement
A pack of gum a pack of lies
I can still remember just how much I faked it
Box of chocolates and a bracelet
A crappy card a broken heart
Hell of a thing that you put me through
Smell in this room brings my mind to you
And I don’t mind it
All - that I felt for you back then is gone
Nah, I won’t even beef - I’m just gonna leave
All - that you told me was true, well it’s wrong
Now, I just don’t care what you declare
I can still get high just thinking about us wasted
18 dollars for a case kid
It’s all we had it’s all we knew
I can still see how you looked when you were grieving
A pair of silhouettes that we’re leaving
A pair of shoes the shitty news
Hell of a thing that you put me through
Smell in this room brings my mind to you
And I don’t mind it
I’m alone and I like it yeah
All alone and I like it yeah
I’m alone and I like it yeah
All alone and I like it yeah
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