the name on your cigarette

you smoke the cigarette with my number on it

let it burn to ash like always

running running running to ruin

dragging anyone along for the ride

.

you kiss the twist on my wrist that you put there

burning up like a July bonfire

sweats and shakes and craving everything you lost

you know i’m not the key but you’ll keep trying

.

steal, snatch, hit, run, kiss, tell, fuck

stop

all you know is punishment and desire

with no desire to change anything at all

suffering and bringing suffering

your only two talents

damning everyone who can’t do the same

.

you know i’m not the key but you still say i’m yours to keep

yours to take and yours to push

creeping silently into every thought

you never wanted love

all you wanted was a doll

.

now you smoke the cigarette with her number on it

let it burn to ash like every time before

running running running to nothing

dragging smoke after smoke until you’re gone