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Smoking his last cigarette

It keeps you up
From the back of your mind
To the tip of your tongue
Reaching out looking for mine


I’ll be your cigarette
Light me up and get on with it
I’ll be hard to forget
Good or bad I want to be a habit
Good or bad I want to be your habit

Sweet relief
That’s what you come and get from me
I give it up everytime
You want it you got it
I'll be your queen.

How did we get here, i think i know

Cheers to my babygirl and her fantabulous job at Decode and Won't go home without you
Best singer there tonight, i might be bias but who cares! love you pop princess.

The other little kids, this little girl that probably only reached my waist sang girlfriend, a little boy who sang

happy birthday, and this talented 8/7 yr old who played the bass and drums with cool hair made me squeal.

if i had the time, i would join the academy.

It doesn't feel the same anywhere else. Friday nights, get rid of the friday night blues.
We lie on your single bed, and even though it's too cramp, we don't care. Staring at the
ceiling, breathing with our eyes closed, giggling like girls over the silliest things.
I tell you how I feel through tears, you wipe them away and tell me you feel just the same.
I watch you play your computer games, while you help me pick out new clothes, you call me
a hopeless romantic, then satisfy my whims. i know you deserve more, but love is all i can give.
We have singing competitions and conversations and play pretend over the phone till two-
you kiss me on my nose. my bestfriend, boyfriend, lover;
"baby, you get me in so many ways"."you know what, you get me that way too".