Staring at a cigarettenBurns until there’s nothing leftnSee your eyes are flaming rednPictures from when I was deadnHere I am a stupid mannCast away the things I lovenTears are falling to the floor, to join a hundred thousand morenHow was I supposed to know that when I’d turn around you’d gonHow was I supposed to knownHow was I to know that I’d be wrongnnIn your hand a cigarettenBurns until there’s nothing leftnSaw your eyes they’re flaming rednBegin to roll you roll your headnHere I am a stupid man lost the only thing I lovenHere the tears are falling downnHear the water running on the groundnHow was I supposed to know I’d turn around you’d gonHow was I supposed to knownHow was I to know that I’d be wrongnHow was I to know that I’d be wrongnHow was I to know that I’d be wrong