Cigar

You look at me now with those hollow eye sockets and smile
And it seems all a lie, what they've told me so far
And you show me that life isn't all about extending your time
No, it's the perfect time for a bottle of wine

Why do I still care about all who might recall me?
For everything dies, so does memory
And why am I still surprised about all who pray their sins away?
Aren't they too a part of this grand ballet?

When time occurs
Don't make it right
Don't make me right
It's me to decide, this or that side

Death suits you, dear sir
Like a beautiful coat
But then without all the fur
I wonder would it fit me?
What do you think I'd prefer?

You know, some people would rather not exist
They put a gun to the heart or a knife to the wrist
We ought to think they aren't smart
It could be something I missed

Right then, she kisses my skin
I don’t know what is this or where to begin
This fills me up with bliss, don’t tell me this was a dream
And she shows me that life, isn’t all about explaining your time
No, it’s the perfect time to lay all night

When time occurs
Don't make it right
Don't make me right
It's me to decide, this or that side

I need your word
Leave it aside
Just don't make me right
It's me to decide, this or that side

You look at me now with that burning cigar hanging out of your mouth
And it seems all a lie, what they've told me so far