Too Late

Pages burn on a porcelain plate

The smoke fills the air

As if all along it was our fate

Our fate that brought you and I near

Green shag carpets damp from last nights beer

You signed your glass with a kiss

The scent of lipstick everywhere

Now it rests on a water stained chair

And the last remaining pieces of you

Dirty on the ground

And nothing left to be found between us

Struggling to relive those moments lost

You lost a bet when you met me dear

but I thought I won the lottery

The smell of smoke still in the air

Last night proved how wrong I'd be

But the last remaining pieces of you

Dirty on the ground

And nothing left to be found between us

Struggling to relive those moments

Lost and dead on the ground

With nothing left to be found between us

Breathing in one last breath

As I inhale the scent of you

Stale cigarettes

And red wine residue

A haunting suggestion of you

On the tip of my tongue

Dirty on the ground

And nothing left to be found between us

Struggling to relive those moments

Lost and dead on the ground

With nothing left to be found between us

Breathing in one last breath

As I inhale the scent of you