文本歌词

Oh my story is not the oldest of it's kind
I was too touched to see you clearly far too young to realize
I had loved so dearly you who's world I had designed
But the sweet smoke came with mirrors
And it brought tears to my wide eyes
Dying just to see you
Dying since I had misread your blue heart black eyes
Feigning falling words I won't forget
I died right when I saw you while you shared that cigarette
Oh I saw you every time I closed my eyes
In the Hughes film I had scored
Produced and starred in in my mind
I could recite you well I'd written every line
But you strayed far from my flawless script
On which I'd spent a lifetime
Falling over dead
Dying since I had misread your blue heart black eyes
Feigning falling words I won't forget
I died right when I saw you while you shared that cigarette
Falling over dead
Dying since I had misread your blue heart black eyes
Feigning falling words I won't forget
I died right when I saw you while you shared that cigarette