We must have smoked a thousand cigarettes
In my tiny room at dawn
And as I light on up alone now
I breathe you in but you are gone
The waves crash, the wind blows
But something's missing
Its no fun around here
without your d**
I change the channels all alone
At 3AM there's nothing on
I fall asleep next to the phone
I can't believe the d** are gone
And I cross off the days on my calendar until you're back again
I can't believe the d** are gone
You're face is burned way deep inside me
And at night its all I dream
We stare and kiss and laugh and talk
Like some fifties movie scene
The days pa**, the weeks go
There's something missing
Cuz life s**s these days
Without the d**