Nicotine

My eyes will open a day,
A day of dew and grey.
Watery skies and weeping highs.
A day I'll find today.

I'll drain all the nicotine,
And smoke my insides blue
Of muttered lies and upturned skies
And whispering a truth

I'd tell you if you asked me,
I'd scream my face so blue
Of all my dreams and hurt
And scream to you at you

But then all the lovelies say today
Those we live amongst
Will say to you their dreams a bliss
"I want to be like you"