Staring at a cigarette
Burns until there's nothing left
See your eyes are flaming red
Pictures from when I was dead
Here I am a stupid man
Cast away the things I love
Tears are falling to the floor
To join a hundred thousand more
How was I supposed to know
That when I'd turn around you'd go
How was I supposed to know
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
In your hand a cigarette
Burns until there's nothing left
Saw your eyes they're flaming red
Begin to roll you roll your head
Here I am a stupid man lost
The only thing I love
Here the tears are falling down
Hear the water running on the ground
How was I supposed to know
That when I'd turn around you'd go
How was I supposed to know
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
Ashtray Video (MV)
Performed By: Brian Jonestown Massacre
Language: English
Written by: ANTON A NEWCOMBE, MATTHEW MICHAEL HOLLYWOOD
Brian Jonestown Massacre - Ashtray Lyrics
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English
Staring at a cigarette
Burns until there's nothing left
See your eyes are flaming red
Pictures from when I was dead
Here I am a stupid man
Cast away the things I love
Tears are falling to the floor
To join a hundred thousand more
How was I supposed to know
That when I'd turn around you'd go
How was I supposed to know
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
In your hand a cigarette
Burns until there's nothing left
Saw your eyes they're flaming red
Begin to roll you roll your head
Here I am a stupid man lost
The only thing I love
Here the tears are falling down
Hear the water running on the ground
How was I supposed to know
That when I'd turn around you'd go
How was I supposed to know
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
Burns until there's nothing left
See your eyes are flaming red
Pictures from when I was dead
Here I am a stupid man
Cast away the things I love
Tears are falling to the floor
To join a hundred thousand more
How was I supposed to know
That when I'd turn around you'd go
How was I supposed to know
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
In your hand a cigarette
Burns until there's nothing left
Saw your eyes they're flaming red
Begin to roll you roll your head
Here I am a stupid man lost
The only thing I love
Here the tears are falling down
Hear the water running on the ground
How was I supposed to know
That when I'd turn around you'd go
How was I supposed to know
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
How was I to know that I'd be wrong
Writer: ANTON A NEWCOMBE, MATTHEW MICHAEL HOLLYWOOD
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Downtown Music Publishing