I light one cigarette from another
I don’t like the taste of my mind content
I know other hands are touching you, wrapping around you
My drugs do not go, nowhere they sink.
I have a hole in my heart, an empty space
There’s no cure for it in the hospital
I have a hole in my heart pierced by your hand
But I would rather ran into a knife
Ran into a knife
I burned my lips with my last cigarette
What decision to take, what to do, tell me
When you kiss someone else my soul burns
It wounds me, it hurts, because I can't fight it.
I have a hole in my heart, an empty space
There’s no cure for it in the hospital
I have a hole in my heart pierced by your hand
But I would rather ran into a knife
Ran into a knife