Well, you talk to me about the weather now
Yeah, I barely hear from you at all
And sometimes I swear I can feel you when you're not around
But I'm still probably trippin' off the first time
Over-turned and wide mouthed
And oh, you're so hungry for the light now
Mine's heavy, love, how's your chest?
Still never told you 'bout those marks on your neck
But I'm still probably trippin' off
The first time that I saw
And though you swore it off, by dawn
Had smoke runnin' through your lungs
You had smoke runnin' through your lungs
You had smoke
Runnin' through
Your lungs