Текст песни
I don't miss you in the morning
That's when I'm still half asleep
I miss you around 3 PM
When the daylight starts to bleed
I check my phone like it owes me something
Like your name might reappear
But the screen just stays dark
And I've been staring at it for a year
These are cigarettes after you
Burning slow, turning blue
I don't even smoke, but I needed something to do
With my hands, with my mouth, with the truth
I washed your hoodie, couldn't keep the smell
Now it hangs in my closet like a lie
My friends say I'm doing better
They don't know I still cry
Not because I want you back
But because I forgot who I was
Before I learned to shrink myself
To fit inside your love
These are cigarettes after you
Burning slow, turning blue
I don't even smoke, but I needed something to do
With my hands, with my mouth, with the truth
I'm not sad the way they show in movies
I'm not angry, I'm not free
I'm just a room with the lights off
And the door left for you to leave
Maybe one day I'll wake up different
And the weight will lift on its own
But right now I'm just counting hours
In a house that's not a home
Cigarettes after you
Cigarettes after you
I never smoked before
Now it's all I do
