I held you high
But your aches is falling heavy upon my roof
You abandoned my a long time ago
But it’s ok
I was to young to really miss you
I am sitting here now
Drinking my red wine
Knowing it is dangerous for me
But I feel you
With every sip that I take
It killed you, I should stop
Cigarettes too
Could’ve, should’ve, didn’t
The only thing I do know is that
Your aches is falling heavy upon my roof
And I cry heavy tears
When I see all your thing scattered all over my flat