Cigarettes embroidering pictures inside of my lungs It's dark where they are now Hang them on your wall Grinding teeth chattering symphonies They play our favorite song For an audience of none How could I expect much more Marietta broke up after college And I can't help but think If things were as they were before It would be happier but who knows what that means I should be sorry but You've never used those words before I'm craving closure but who knows what that means