Autograph

And the morning comes with coffee we can share

And the smell of cigarettes is in your hair

There's the sound of shouts outside the hotel room

Like the night before when cameras flattered you

And if we don't have a future

If our lives split like shattered bits of glass

And if we don't have a future just leave your autograph

Your autograph

And the night before the neon lit our fate

And our shadows painted many different shapes

But now the mood has turned complex and altered you

There's just the smell of cigarettes left in the room

And we make fake conversation

And we pick through broken bits of glass

And it's all just complication

And too complex to ever last

Cos if we don't have a future

And if this kiss dissolves into the past

And if we don't have a future just leave your autograph

Your autograph

Just leave your autograph

Your autograph

Just leave your autograph

Your autograph