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Staring at a cigarette Burns until there's nothing left See your eyes are flaming red Pictures from when I was dead Here I am a stupid man Cast away the things I love Tears are falling to the floor, to join a hundred thousand more How was I supposed to know that when I'd turn around you'd go How was I supposed to know How was I to know that I'd be wrong In your hand a cigarette Burns until there's nothing left Saw your eyes they're flaming red Begin to roll you roll your head Here I am a stupid man lost the only thing I love Here the tears are falling down Hear the water running on the ground How was I supposed to know I'd turn around you'd go How was I supposed to know How was I to know that I'd be wrong How was I to know that I'd be wrong How was I to know that I'd be wrong From Letras Mania