The Cigarettes That Burned the Carpet

Your cigarettes have burned the carpet

Your empty bottle’s in my bed

There’s stains all over the apartment

It all reflects the shit you left

You left me stuck with all your habits

That I don’t know how to shake off

Found 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

Burned it in my soul

Like the cigarettes that burned the carpet

Your scent is captured by the pillow

Your voice is with me when I sleep

And when I wake up you’re still around here

Hiding in the glass between the sheets

Yeah I think you know

That I’ve lost control

When you left a hole

Burned it in my soul

Like the cigarettes that burned the carpet

Like the cigarettes that burned the carpet