And the morning comes with coffee we can share And the smell of cigarettes is in your hair There's a sound that shouts outside the hotel room And at night the bulbs of cameras flash at you And if we don't have a future If our lives split like shattered bits of glass And if we don't have a future Just leave your autograph Your autograph And at night the ball of neon lit our fate And our shadows painted many different shapes But the movies turn complex in front of you There's just a smell of cigarettes left in the room And we made fake conversation And we peered through broken bits of glass And it's all just complication But too complex to ever last And if we don't have a future And if this kiss dissolves into the past And if we don't have a future Just leave your autograph Your autograph Just leave your autograph Your autograph Just leave your autograph Your autograph