Why We Explode

Half-smoked cigarette lying by the doorstep

Left for me to see, I suppose

And I've got half a mind to pick it up and finish it

Maybe I taste you there one more time and I'd know

Half-smoked cigarette still burning where you left it

We should have quit this thing long ago

Stains on my fingertips that you were willing to love

But love's not the reason, we both know

Why we explode

Let's smoke one more cigarette, I'd rather remember

Than forget you and the hard truth that you told

Maybe it was too much, maybe it was not enough

But it was too hot, it was too hot to hold

Why we explode

Why we explode