Last cigarettes are all you can get
Our love, our love is all of God's money
And last cigarettes are all you can get
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Don't cry, you can rely on me, honey
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Each one is a setting sun
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Voices whine
Your voice is smoking
Everyone is a burning sun
Tall buildings shake
Tall buildings shake
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
I'll be around, you were right about the stars
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
You can come by any time you want
I'll be around, you were right about the stars
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Turning your orbit around
Your voice is smoking
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Each one is a setting sun
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Our love, our love, our love is all we have
Tall buildings shake
Voices whine
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks