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 that saw the neon lit our fate And our shadows painted many different shapes But now the moon has turned complex and altered you There’s just the smell of cigarettes left in the room
And we made saved conversation And we kick through broken bits of glass And it’s all just complication And too complex to ever last
‘Cause 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 |
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