you and a cigarette. The difference being I have a pack of
cigarettes in the front of my jacket. But I don't have you
coiled up in my lungs. If I could, I'd rather have you in my
jacket and the cigarettes far away.
I hate small
Tell me about how lonely you are. Or tell me about why you keep
waking up in the morning. Or talk to me about your mum's
eyes and your dad's laugh. I don't care about the
weather and you don't care about how my job's going.