Oh, my story is not the oldest of its kind
I was too touched to see you clearly
Far too young to realize
I had loved so dearly
You whose world I had designed
But the sweet smoke came with mirrors
And it brought tears to my wide eyes
Dying just to see you
Dying since I misconstrued your
Blue heart, black eyes, feigning falling
Words I won't forget
I died right when I saw you
While you shared that cigarette
Oh, I saw you every time I closed my eyes
In the Hughes film I had scored
Produced and starred in
In my mind I could recite you
Well, I'd written every line
But you strayed far from my flawless script
On which I'd spent a lifetime
Falling over dead
Dying since I had misread your
Blue heart, black eyes, feigning falling
Words I won't forget
I died right when I saw you
While you shared that cigarette
Falling over dead
Dying since I had misread your
Blue heart, black eyes, feigning falling
Words I won't forget
I died right when I saw you
While you shared that cigarette