Cigar

You look at me now with those hollow eye sockets and smile

And it seems all a lie, what they've told me so far

And you show me that life isn't all about extending your time

No, it's the perfect time for a bottle of wine

Why do I still care about all who might recall me?

For everything dies, so does memory

And why am I still surprised about all who pray their sins away?

Aren't they too a part of this grand ballet?

When time occurs

Don't make it right

Don't make me right

It's me to decide, this or that side

Death suits you, dear sir

Like a beautiful coat

But then without all the fur

I wonder would it fit me?

What do you think I'd prefer?

You know, some people would rather not exist

They put a gun to the heart or a knife to the wrist

We ought to think they aren't smart

It could be something I missed

Right then, she kisses my skin

I don’t know what is this or where to begin

This fills me up with bliss, don’t tell me this was a dream

And she shows me that life, isn’t all about explaining your time

No, it’s the perfect time to lay all night

When time occurs

Don't make it right

Don't make me right

It's me to decide, this or that side

I need your word

Leave it aside

Just don't make me right

It's me to decide, this or that side

You look at me now with that burning cigar hanging out of your mouth

And it seems all a lie, what they've told me so far