The Cigarettes That Burned the Carpet

Your cigarettes have burned the carpet

Your empty bottles in my bed

And there's stains all over the apartment

And it all reflects the shit you left

You left me stuck with all your habits

That I don't know how to shake off

Find myself crawled up in the bathroom

Screwed up by the absence of your love

I don't think you know

How your mess has grown

How you left a hole

Burn it in my soul

Like the cigarettes

That burned the carpet

Your scent is captured by the pillows

Your voice is with me when I sleep

And when I wake up, you're still around me

Hiding in the glass between the sheets

I don't think you know

That I've lost control

How you left a hole

Burn it in my soul

Like the cigarettes

That burned the carpet

Like the cigarettes

That burned the carpet