sweet dreams, beautiful nightmares

cigarettes

midnight's about to came

as we walk down that gloomy lane;

i watched you puffed out clouds of smoke,

as you hold dear of your fading cigarette.

you apologized but its alright–

for that is a part of who you are;

i hold your hand and you whisper words,

exchanging kisses under the yellow moon.

dark eyes and cigarettes–

your smile is something i can't forget;

my hands on your hips, that unexpected kiss–

hope i am one of your addictions.

low lights and blue streets–

you give me something i couldn't miss;

my eyes on yours, your face in my phone–

kisses tastes cigarettes, you're my addiction.