You suck the last of death out of a cigarette
And breathe life into the gaze of a girl you'll soon forget
You dress like Valentino for dinner with friends
With every move you pose for an invisible lens
But I would not do for diamonds
What you have done for free
You killed the last of love in this thing we had
We did it just to show it was some passing fad
You killed it in haste, like some lo-fi disgrace
I swear, you're not fooling anyone

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