I go to take the last smoke from my pack
as I reach for your hand and you reach for mine...

I'm trying to catch the words you left behind
Thinking about the past and the best of times...

A single man with a single dream
a taken drug with simple means...

The Itsy Bitsy Spider
went up her little cunt...

Listening to the lies I hear everyday
While my best friend trys to steal her away...